”“I think I need a drink" Katie said. She went through to the kitchen and came back with a bottle of brandy and 2 glasses. “Want one?” She ask...d my mother.“I think I’ll need one.” My mother replied. Katie poured healthy measures in both glasses and sat back down.“I swear, I only wanted to talk things through with him, build up his confidence so he would be able to talk to girls his own age. The first time happened because our emotions overcame us. He was lonely and so was I. It hasn’t been easy. .and I'd love to be forced to wear women's clothes." She purred softly in response, "Now THAT sounds delicious." She asked for a brief description of myself. She murmured in approval as I related my 5'10, 180 lb., muscular build. "Mmmm a big boy... or should I say a big 'girl'. I like that." She quickly covered the business end of things; the agency's and her fee. It was a lot but I was far beyond caring by now. I gave her the hotel name and my room number. "I got to gather a few things and. “Back atcha,” he said. “Thanks for the invite. Ann around?” She hadn’t been in evidence since he walked in, hence the question.“No, believe it or not she’s at church. A women’s club thing,” I said. She doesn’t like baseball anyway. Get yourself a brew; I stocked up.” He nodded and headed for the kitchen. He was back in one minute.“So what’s the occasion?” he said coming back into the front room.“Nothing. I mean the ballgame, but nothing besides that. It just occurred to me that after everything. "Violence repulses me, Barclay. I don't think kicking the crap out of someone half your size is cool, either." He looked down at his feet, apparently at least somewhat ashamed by his behavior. "Worst of all, Ben did nothing wrong, yet you felt you needed to attack him." Ally was letting everything fly with her verbal assault. Ben almost felt sorry for Barclay being at the receiving end of her wrath!"I'm taking you back to campus," Barclay insisted, grabbing her arm. "Any guy who would tempt.