I live alone in a one bedroom apartment in a college town a few blocks from the campus were I used to attend. It’s by far the arts capital of the wo...ld, or even the country but it’s nice here and there are plenty of opportunities for a talented artists who’s willing to try. Of course it’s the talented part that always hangs me up. I mean, I know that I’m good. My pictures usually look like what they are supposed to be and all that- but do I really have talent? Of course that’s a subjective. I had never known my father. I saw my mother go out with a different man almost every night ever since I was old enough to remember such things. She taught me some valuable lessons - how to be attractive, how to carry myself, how to be seductive, how to do my makeup.She always said, "You are such a cute boy, you were meant to be a girl."She caught me one day, dressing as a girl in front of the mirror when I was very young then laughed and said, "Wow, you look so cute baby, my baby boy is a. The same day that the story hit the newsstands Sarah was abducted.The mob was angry and I received Sarah's ring finger complete with engagement ring next morning, I and Sarah were I deep doodoo. I was now between a rock and a hard place, how could I save my girl and my neck. Well I couldn't come up with anything and contacting the police was out. I couldn't give Mr Big what he wanted, things were beyond that.Usually the drug cartel was less than subtle but this time they decided that a softer. Just like we've told everybody at the lunches and the like, I'm sufficiently unusual that many of the normal rules don't apply. There's no way I can date one girl for a few weeks or months to see whether I like her, then try another girl, etc. I'd be a hundred years old before I found out that girl number 123 was my favorite, and I doubt she'd still be waiting for me. -- "And where logic doesn't convince people, Julia does. It's hard for my parents or hers to protect Julia by insisting I stay.