Hum vaha se sabe saman lekar wapas aaye to raste main achnak barish chalu ho gayi or hume 2-3 km tak koyi bada piad or safe gagah nahi mili issliye hu... pure bhig gaye the 2-3 corss karne ke baad hum ek chota sa madir mila hum vaha pe bike laga kar khade ho gaye the hum done pure bhi gaye the bhigne ke karan chachi ke under garmets ki line or shape saf saf dikh raha tha mera dhan udhar hi tha tabhi chachi ne muje dekha or kuch nahi boli todi der baad hum barish khatam hine ke bad humare ghar. Everyone was happy. I ran into momand dad and told them we were going to go celebrate with the other kidsand they reminded me to be home by midnight. We went and got our dietcokes and rode out to "our spot". This time, we didn't get out of the carand he left the radio on. Before long we were in each other's arms makingout. I was in the passenger side of the car and Steve was almost all theway over on my side as he pressed his body into me. I felt his hands allover my butt and my thighs and my. .The date was a disaster. I really feel bad too, because it's not like theperson Mark set me up with wasn't nice, but the poor sap had no idea whatto do when I kept acting all...well, like me.The weird thing is, even if I could keep going out with members of mycurrent sex, I'm not sure that it wouldn't work out the same way. I don'tknow which side of the proverbial gender fence I'm on anymore.I don't think I care either.February 12Today was hell.I ran all around town, trying to fill out. My face, my hair; my cheeks and lips and crooked nose. Astranger though, some trickery to somehow produce an image showingbreasts pushing out my top, where my trousers draped from curved,beautiful hips - where nothing hateful deformed the trouser's front.Anger rose, my fingers made claws, I turned my back and strode for thedoor. Hazel's hand snagged my sleeve. I shrugged it clear. "Leave mealone, let me go." Kitty, wait."I waited, hand on the door, though I couldn't tell you why. I didn't.