I want to kiss you again. I want to try so many things. And you’re the only man I trust ... the only man I want to do anything with. I know everybod... says that will change some day, though I don’t quite believe it. You and Mom would say I’ll grow up and meet a man and fall in love and have sex and babies and all that. And I hope that’s true, except I sure can’t imagine it right now. But I do see you, standing there right now. I could walk over and kiss you right now ... but you won’t let. Well no one silly enough to be and obvious boy walking around in a skirt looking lost, then sleeping in an alley that one of Jack’s ho’s used as her place of business any way ... Jack waved the box under the nose of his latest project. He grinned when the boybitch’s eyes popped open.“Suck my cock!” he demanded as he snapped the box closed and held it well out of reach of the boybitch.The boybitch, really he ought to name the little cocksucker if he was going to spend such effort on him. Jake. I had leaned against the chest of drawers, which was close to the entrance, and he pushed me so intentionally that our extended tails were rubbed together by our pants."Martin should still be on the boat with me this week, we should check it out after the trip," he shouted to my father in the living room. "Hmm," my father muttered in agreement. "What day is best for you, Martin?" "Well tomorrow, I only have sports and I can let him drop," I whispered to him. "Yes - super, is 10 o'clock, my wife. They slide more slowly this time, a waltz.Soft, smooth and slow. She takes this time to draw thestares.Her hands roam unbridled down his back, and around hissides. He imagines his old love. She imagines herMaster. Song over, she thanks him with a very discreetkiss and completes her circle around the bar. She paysfor a beer, and heads back into the crowd. Flushed face,but no longer out of breath, she slips the bottle ontoHis table and smiles. He tells her to go away, that hewill come for her.A.