So I put on my butch outfit (navy pants, matching jacket, and a turtleneck sweater) and went to the North Carolina Museum of Art, where a touring exhi...it of abstract expressionist painters of the Fifties was on display. Aunt Shelly agreed to let me have her car for the afternoon. Being in an introspective mood, I went alone.I ordered my butch outfit when I was still at Ida Cynthia Watkins Girls' Reformatory, to wear on weekends when uniforms weren't required. The jacket and trousers were the. One of us kissed another one of us.Then suddenly all three of us were kissing each other like mad people, this I do remember, because I heard some guys yelling at us that they wanted us to get naked and give them a real show. The number of different angles and kisses that my camera showed, eesh. I remember also telling them both that this was the first time I had been kissed, laughing, and getting kissed some more. I was enjoying it from the looks on my face, and no, you don't get to see. “All this nature is getting to me.”Jacob followed swiftly behind. “My apartment is a couple blocks from here.”.......... When we arrived at his place, Jacob locked the door behind and peered through the peephole.I set my purse on his side table. “Think a plumeria bush followed you home?”He removed his trainers on the doormat. Then he put his hands on his hips. “So I'm dating a witch.”I took off my boots, faced him, and matched his stance. “In the broadest terms.”“Narrow it for me.”“Can I sit. I will admit that I was hard as a rock, but I was afraid that if stopped long enough to pull my pants off, I might miss something, or worse yet, she might notice the motion and pull the blinds shut. But she didn’t and I didn’t. Well, that was it for the shows that she gave me, her blinds were always pointed down, never letting the light up in my direction. Then one night about the time classes were finishing up for the local colleges, I came home and her blinds were pulled up allowing for a.