Why did I force myself to do this? If they responded, I was excited, yet terrified. If they didn’t, I felt disappointed and discouraged, but relieve.... If I accepted, I would think about it all day, with a knot in my stomach. Yet, when it came time to meet, I half felt like canceling or bailing out, but did not do so. When we did meet, I was just fine; after all, I had done this before, and enjoyed it, so what’s the big deal?I decided to give it one last try, do everything, satisfy my curiosity,. I've never been able to say it till now but this is how I'vealways seen myself. I am a girl. I only just realised it myself." Really?" Danny asked."Yes." Art lied. Danny paused."Y'know,you could have said something. I wouldn't have had a problem withit." Really, because I've been wearing dresses to school for the past threeweeks and you've not said a word to me." Art could feel himself gettingangry. Danny shifted uncomfortably."Yeah but not because of how you're dressed. It's because of what. Jake felt the hoods, they were both cool and he shook his head."Stay behind me," he ordered, pulling his pistol as he stepped onto the porch. He started to knock and Lana handed him her key, before pulling her own pistol from her waistband. He nodded, carefully unlocking the door and easing it open. They could hear the sound of a radio in the back of the house, and then a woman's scream, cut off suddenly.Lana tried to push past Jake and he grabbed her, his look a warning. She started to shake. Tonight, Will and I have invited three friends over to join us for games that will thrill us all. I am 5'3", petite, 32E with a golden complexion mirroring my Mediterranean heritage, waist length wavy dark hair and chocolate eyes with rose lips. Shaven and groomed with long manicured wine red nails and small, size 4 feet clad with a matching pedicure. The doll wife that my husbands' sporting mates envy and Will cherishes.In contrast he is 6'6", broad shouldered with an athletic build, dark.