There was nothing wrong with my memories for events over the last two months. Mr. and Mrs. Giovanni had me read more than 60 books during that period....Mr. Ray and Nurse Yardley ran my physical therapy program. "How does that fit the Kinsey Scale? And where was the peer review, the basic research? Sir, the Scientific Method is all about verification. I can make claims, too. My claims aren't credible because I'm still a boy—and because I don't have the data to back up my claims. So where is the. A game was on the TV and I sat silently and watched, eventhough sports bore me completely. A few times I would get up to fetch fresh beer for John and Dwayne, then sit closer to John as he enjoyed the game. I remember it was getting late when John put his arm around me and started kissing me. I kissed back. "I told Dwayne a lot about you." John said. "Oh really?" I said with a smile. I was kinda getting the idea of what was going on. "Yeah, I told him how you loved sucking nigger dick.". One has to be broad minded about peoples' relationships. If both parties agree to it, enjoy it and don't harm others because of it then it is their business and their business alone."I know my mother is a qualified psychologist as well as a teacher, but even so I was discovering more and more just what an understanding, tolerant, accepting and caring human being she was. She had never once treated me as someone who was lacking in so many of the social graces. She had never labelled me but she. Welkins pulled out the keys and began to hand them to Alli. All of a sudden though, another hand swooped in and grabbed the keys. “ME FIRST ME FIRST!” cried Jenny, the last member of the group. The obnoxious and cheerful girl took the keys and ran for the door, followed by Alli, Marissa and then Natalie after politely thanking the old man for the house and promising rent at the end of the week.Katy, annoyed by her friend’s childish antics also began to head for the door. However, she couldn’t.