“Good morning, Sir. Welcome to Vista Atlantic.” A beautiful stewardess greeted Josh and escorted him to his seat. As Josh loaded his luggage in th... overhead compartment, he lost balance and fell back. A strong pair of arms caught him and helped him.“Thank you. You’re really strong for a flight attendant.”“A flight attendant?” The distinctive, sexy voice of a man tickled Josh’s ears. He looked back and saw a grinning Michael holding him up. “Michael! Damn, I’m sorry…”“No worries. And I guess. Part of the reason is that I started developing at an earlier age than most of my friends, and boys were, well, boys. They were more interested in feeling me up, or at least feeling my chest, than getting to know me. That changed when I met Jeff. He was an exception." Did you two... you know?" I thought I told you about that. You remember, the trial and all that?" Oh, yeah." That's something to remember, too," she said after a bit. "I've seen those Public Service Announcements with the player. Throughout most of my teen years, I had always been interested only in guys. Until my freshman year in college.This ravishing brunette named Tina was in several of my college classes that first day in college. Her hair was nearly jet black, and through her blouse I could tell she had the cutest little breasts (they turned out to be 30B).At the end of that first day, I told her that I found her very sexy. She told me she's not a lesbian, and I told her neither am I and these feelings were new to. I absolutely hated the role of Wendy in "Peter Pan" and remember with disgust wearing the silly little girl panties under my nightshirt which I was supposed to flash the audience with on a periodic basis to keep them on their toes. Well, at least the horny males. It was sheer feminine exploitation but I could see the director's problem with keeping interest for the duration of the dreary thing.Then, I landed the role of the aging film star who failed to understand she was losing her feminine.