"Du musst dir wirklich keine Sorgen machen. Niemand wird auf die Ideekommen, du k?nntest ein Junge sein. Das Kleid steht dir gut, eigentlichzu gut. Du...siehst darin viel zu sexy f?r dein Alter aus."Aber ich wollte doch garnicht sexy aussehen. Oder doch? Irgendwie f?hlteich mich in den Sachen gut. Sehr gut. Nun fand ich die Idee nicht mehrganz so schlecht, morgen auf den Ball zu gehen.Aber davor kam die Tanzstunde bei Mom. Einen Walzer m?sse ich schonk?nnen, meinte sie. Und das war nicht einfach.. "Ohhhh," she complained."I came in you!" I growled."I know that," she said, making it sound like she thought I was an idiot."Why would you do that?" I asked, frustrated."Because I love you!" she hissed. "Only you and Alex get to do that. Because you are the special men in my life, the men I love, the men I would do anything for!" Even have a baby?" My voice sounded gravely."Yes! Even that!" she barked right back at me. She must have seen the storm clouds gathering on my face, because she put. ”“You mean … you … you’re going to …?” he asked, hardly believingthat this was really happening.“Yeah, you read the warning label. We’re not supposed to let you do ityourself.”She walked behind him. “Could you put your hands together behind yourback a moment?” He felt a soft fabric circle around his wrists andsuddenly realized that his hands were bound. Lisa reassured him, “It’sjust a precaution, Peter. Some. "He's here baby" Lawrence yelled to me"I'll be right out"I walk out and catch my first glimpse of our customer. I'm surprised that he's about our age or a little younger. He's the average chubby white guy in his 20's, dressed in jeans and a Tshirt. He's visiting from San Francisco. I walk up and introduce myself"Hi I'm Mark" he saysWe shake hands and head into the bedroom."Do you smoke pot? Want to smoke a bowl?" Lawrence offers"Hell yeah"We all smoke a bong load and they lay on the bed side by.