Well ... I immediately put my hands up ... with a card in the right hand ... Daddy's card."Don't touch my grandmother. She's over seventy and you coul... get sued." Smartass huh?" Nope ... prosecuting attorney's thirteen year old son. I recommend you read the card."The cop threw the card on the floor. "Yeah, right. Get outta the booth kid ... let's see some ID."Shit ... I'm thirteen ... the only ID I have is my library card. It's what I have ... it's what he got. I get muscled to the floor and he. Not that I was gay, but I was an active supporter of gay rights. They too confided that they were “semi straight”, and to my asking they said “well, we like threesomes and enjoy giving each other pleasure”. After more than two months of getting to know each other, today was the day we were to meet, for a weekend of pure orgiastic bliss. At 11am, as I lay in my bed reading a book, Shanti came up and asked if She could use my bathroom to take bath since there was no water in hers. I didn’t look. Chapter 3My date's name was Chuck Archer and, I have to admit that he was cute. Looker pretty good myself in my low cut black dress with spaghetti straps. The dress fit like a glove and all of my newly developed curves were visible. My four inch heels were also black and my little diamond necklace matched my new pierced earrings perfectly. My freshly permed hair hung to my shoulders and neatly turned under at the ends in a snazzy page style. I could tell that Nancy had added a little color. We continuedour games far into the night and slept very late the next day. Which was, as the saying goes, the first day of the rest of my life - withthe addition of the phrase "as a woman" to wrap it up properly. We packed upall of my male clothes - I had a sufficient wardrobe of female clothes by then- and gave them to Goodwill. From then on, Kevin vanished, never to be seenagain. Karen was here to stay. I still had things to learn and things to do. In between making love andpacking up.