But the way he was looking at me, mmmm ... I knew what he was thinking and as hot as I was right then, I sorta liked it.I was thinking about Little St...ve at first though, wondering if he was really okay. I thought maybe it was my fault that Brian and those other guys had ganged up on him. The boy was hanging out with me at school, so that sorta made him a suspect anyway since I'd spent my whole life telling people I was a boy. That wouldn't really mean much to Brian though, since he'd liked me. " I heard something about a threesome with some girl. How does that work? Did you have sex with your friend?" Definitely not!" I respond, stunned by her forwardness. "Are you asking me about the logistics of a threesome? Do you need sex advice, or did Shaun set you up for this? I wouldn't be surprised..." No, I was just curious about your friendship," she says, smiling at me as our eyes meet. "So, did you want to do it and make love?" Make love? Wow, you're just going straight for it. I admire. Oh well, better late than never...She returned to Mike's room. She knew that he was out, taking a final. Anyhow, she was so upset by what Hartman had told her that she wasn't thinking about him. She was about to go back out and kill herself; smash her freakish brain on those rocks. And yet, out of pure habit, she logged onto her computer, for what would be the very last time in her life. Why? Maybe she ought to find out more about this "non-verbal communication disorder" bullshit that was. The Outlaw videotaped everything the entire time.“How was that whore? You have fun?” The biker asked, focusing the camcorder on Hannah’s face as she pulled her slutty outfit back on.“No,” the Asian answered dejectedly, wiping the tears from her eyes.“That was just your first client though, right?” The Outlaw laughed.“Yes,” Hannah responded.“How much more guys you gonna fuck tonight, you think?” “I don’t know,” Hannah said, before adding: “A lot.”“Tell mommy and daddy,” the biker chuckled.“A.