MERE DETAILS ASIDESuch stark featuresEnhanced by the angularityOf her form suggestShe is a he, but a manWith slender limbsAnd full breasts,Another and...ogynous modelSuggesting there is littleDifference, after all,Between the sexes,Pregnancy and babies(Mere details, after all) aside.ALTAR BOYOn her stomach, lying flat,Her hair short, wearing no makeup,Her buttocks sleek and compact,She looks a boy as muchAs she does a girl, suggestingThe appeal of the catamiteTo the Sodomites of old.Calvin. Suddenly I remembered the rainbow I'd seen at the car wash. Would different colors give me some definition to the different sides and angles? I rummaged around until I found the box of gel cutoffs I'd collected during the shows I'd worked on.After an hour of trying different colors I realized that while shiny surfaces will reflect colors, you can't see the colors on the surface itself. Another good idea down the drain.Later that evening I called Beth and invited myself over.Beth was waiting on. As he should. He was a starting guard and had played in most of the games. At seventeen, he was tall and thin but strong as an ox. He was a senior and was hoping for a scholarship. He was certainly good enough. He was his father’s son all right. I walked slowly down to the kitchen to watch my son finish his glass of water and wave goodnight. He left and I sat down, not yet sleepy enough to head upstairs to my own bed. Besides being a great athlete, Will was also a very smart boy. Not as smart. Brrrriiiiiinnnnnngggggg. The alarm woke me from adeep sleep. I wondered if yesterday was just a dream but as I woke I knew itwasn't. The stud in my tongue was definite proof. And the mirror in thebathroom proved more with matching gold balls surrounding my ear lobes. Idecided to make the most of it and bathed in a perfumed scented bath. It wasso relaxing. I sat there and then realized that I'd better get ready sincethe biker who had pierced me would be over for breakfast soon.I hadn't had much.