I could see the lust in his eyes as I am sure he could sense mine too. Several times while dancing we came close to kissing. Often I could feel his ho... breath on my neck. I was wondering if everyone could sense the sexual tension between us. Maybe there were a few of the other ladies present who wished they could trade places with me. On the ride home James was more aggressive in trying to move things to the next phase of the night. He would try to kiss me and I would turn my head. However,. As I grew older, I played only with girls, loved only girly games, spent all my time with girls. The bullying started when I was about eight. The name calling, the thumps and blows. I endured a few years of that, simply not understanding why it was happening. Despite this, I went on playing with the girls. Hopskotch, wall flowers (a singing game with very girly dance movements). But the bullying increased in intensity and I saw the only way out as trying to conform to male gender. She stumbled into the house and had hardly gotten the front door closed when she burst into tears. She ran upstairs and dropped her school books on her desk. She had not bothered to close the door to her room as she flopped onto her bed.She was still crying her heart out when her brother Bill came home from the dojo where he worked. Bill could not help hearing Mary's crying as he walked past her door headed toward his room. Bill virtually skidded to a halt when he heard the sobs coming from. Verdammt, was wusste er? Oder vermutete er nur was? Hatte ich mich verraten? „Ja, Ben wollte nach Dir sehen. Gut, wenn man einen Arzt in der Familie hat."Ich atmete auf. Gott sei Dank, er wusste nichts. Und zugleich merkte ich, wie schon allein die Erwähnung des Namens Ben meinen Blutdruck steigen ließ.„Ja, ja", bestätigte ich schnell. „Ja, Ben hat kurz nach mir gesehen. Nett von ihm."„Ich habe noch mit ihm gesprochen. Er meint, Du hättest Dir zu viel zugemutet. Er hat Dir was gespritzt,.