“Well it’s pretty obvious what you think, so if you’re happy and confident she’ll pay rent, then I’m happy,” his girlfriend answered, laug...ing. “It’s settled then,” Jake said as they walked out to the living room to tell Rhiannon their decision. “Oh, awesome,thank you so much!” Rhiannon squealed, bouncing up and down, her tits about to fall out of her tiny black singlet. “I won’t disappoint you guys.” The three roomies sat down to discuss when she’d move in. “Well, I’ve only got a few bags and. “There are bound to be some interpretations that are seen differently by different people.”“Don’t be modest,” Sharon said. “If I’d wanted a photograph I’d have hired a photographer. This is what I wanted.”“Well, you’ll know for sure if you come in here and find Ralph beating off in front of it. It’s certainly your tits.”Rebecca had nothing particularly good to say about the painting and even Sharon was getting a little impatient with her. Eventually, we agreed on an installation date and once. I had seen the look, the silence, many times and it always led to acceptance, although often guilt and shame were their first emotions.Wanting to hear him say it, I asked, "So you are not as straight as you thought you were, are you?" I guess not," he whispered, before adding, his voice trying to sound manly, "but I'm not gay." I never said you were," I said. "I'm gay, I only fuck men. You are bisexual or a cocksucker." I hate that word," he said."What else would it be? You sucked, rather. For a long time she tried to discount it chalking it up to perhaps having some exhibitionist tendencies. It was only after finishing university that the notion had been discounted. Having made love on several occasions in less than discrete locations, there had been no rush of excitement as their had been that evening in her parent’s garden.It was only later while in her early twenties that the darker side of the urges began being felt. Spending a quiet evening alone at home she found herself.