I gave her a friendly look, and then I let a little bit of a smile escape and I saw that she was smiling too, despite herself. She was starting to rea...ize that the thing she'd been waiting all her life to happen had just happened-- someone had picked her over one of her conventionally pretty (or slutty) friends, and in the most humiliatingly public way possible.We chitchatted about where they were from and what they were doing here, Blondie giving me terse one-word answers, her friend happy to. Was just wondering if girls really like to do that... uh you know." Mark began to stutter a little, as he became nervous with the frank question. Suddenly he stopped and his face flushed. "I'm... sorry, I shouldn't ask a question like that." Of course you should ask. How else are you going to learn," Helen said, feeling suddenly like a teacher.Her response calmed Mark's nerves so he continued. "I know there are a lot of girls that do it, but do they really like it? I mean... you know, like the. Right? I'm sure I will. I hope," I'd addedas a soft afterthought, mostly to myself.Nevertheless, we were both surprised when Cherry announced that she wouldattend the Senior Prom in the man's role. I recovered first; when wewere alone, I reminded Brianna that if Cherry was happy then we werehappy.We were going to meet Cherry's date at her house, to do the photographingand the other standard pre-Prom bits. Brianna and I would meet her ladyfriend for the first time, and a rental limousine. "We better get back to the family," Karen whispered. Annie and Bill heard the two walk up onto the patio and then into the house. "They've been fucking for a long time." "I'll kill them both," Bill said taking a deep breath. "No, leave them alone, we can get even." "Get even?" "Yes, we can do it anytime we want and how would you like to fuck Tim's mother?" "Betty?" "Yes, I found out my in-laws are swingers," Annie giggled. "And how might you have found out?" He smiled as he cupped her breast..