No one liked him. I even heard my teachers talking about him. I had a history with him. He started picking on me one day in 7th grade during gym class...in the locker room, verbally abusing me. I didn’t care about that and ignored it. Then he got physical, slapping me and stabbing me with a pencil. It ended with me finally turning around and clocking him, laying him out on the locker room floor. He never touched me again. Nate was there and still talks about it. We still don’t like each other,. He looked kind of nervous. “Ok, Joe. I was hoping you would just tell me but I got to be honest. I was looking for my dvd the other day and found a Polaroid picture of you dressed up.” “Fuck. At least I know where it’s at now. Thought I lost it. Why did you take it?” “Well, to be honest, it really turned me on. You’re very passable. You look just like a girl.” “Really? Thanks.” It got quiet again before he turned towards me and said, “Did you masturbate to it?” “Yes. I used it and it helped get. It was Joy Cocksworth, our new neighbor and mother of twins, one of which I'd already sexually sampled. Perhaps she was inviting me over to fuck the other one? Fat chance!"Oh, I'm so glad you're home, Mr. Uh -"Would this broad ever remember my name? "Marcus. Call me Harvey." Harvey. Yes, or course. I didn't know who to turn to. I just got an emergency call from my sister. I have to leave, right now, and I might be back in time to give Randi her medicine, but who knows? Right now, she's at. Now when else do you play with your cock? Well I know this sounds stupid I explained but I know when you and grandma are in here having a poop because it takes longer than a pee.And I usually come into the bathroom as soon as either of you come out so I can smell your poop smell.I think it smells good and makes my cock hard too. My goodness you are full of surprises tonite young man.Mommys is sorry she never knew you needed some education about females at your age,but we will get started right.