.. about us?”He shook his head side to side. A breath of relief overwhelmed Katie as she felt for sure he would have bragged to his friends about hi... sexual exploits, “What about your paid friend? Did she ever ask where you got the money?”Phil nodded solemnly as he gritted his teeth, “Yes and she was pissed that I couldn’t pay as much as usual.”Mrs. Jackson rolled her eyes. She couldn’t believe her luck, “You should let Norman know I suppose.”Phil shook his head, “No! He will lose his license!”. She talked tome about it home. I told her that I liked girls more than boys. I kneweven then that I was not "normal," and that I shouldn't tell her what Iwas really thinking.The next couple of years were hard for me. I spent a lot of time bymyself, looking at mom's magazines and our catalogs. I searched forpictures of young women and girls to see the kinds of outfits and shoesthey got to wear. I imagined myself as a female model, or as a boymodeling in feminine clothes. Whenever I had even a. "M looked at me, considering my appraisal."Dominic Ignacio Cristian Knofflinger," he paused, "code-named DICK."I nodded my agreement."You took DICK," he said, softly, and almost with feeling, "and then youretired, isn't that right, Blonde?"Again, I silently nodded.Sitting back in my chair, I crossed my legs, allowing M to see my skirtride up slightly, baring more of my thighs, perhaps, I wondered, even abrief glimpse of my garter belt, or the top of my lace stockings? I sawthe flicker in his. ‘Grandpa, I want you to meet Aida. Now she is a very nice girl and I don’t want you to frighten her off,’ said Alex sounding playful yet sincere. ‘How do you do Mr. Jefferson?’ said Aida in a clear voice. Old man William Sr. turned his head and looked Aida up and down for what seems like minutes, ‘So you are the girl my grandson spoke about?’ Aida didn’t know what to reply and decided to just nod her head. ‘I say, my grandson does have a fine eye for beauty. A natural beauty.’ Aida felt her.