An Tagen, an denen es notwendig ist, an denen stopfe ich mir ein zu einer "Maus" gewickeltes Stofftaschentuch in meine Bubenunterhose. Klappt sehr gut...Seit ein paar Jahren habe ich einen ganz festen, guten Freund. Mir gegenueber hat er vor ein paar Monaten gestanden, dass er sich in gewisser Weise zu mir hingezogen fuehle und somit wohl schwul sein muesse. Nach seinem 'Outing' drueckte er seine enorme Angst aus, ich koenne mich nun von ihm abwenden, und das waere fuer ihn schrecklich. Berndi. "Oh, no, I'm just browsing, looking for some good books to read," He replied."Alright, well let me or Jess know if you need any help," Tay replied as she went back to stocking the books. She felt the man's eyes on her for a moment more before he turned and walked away from her. Soon after that Tay heard the front bell ring.She continued to stock the shelves as she thought of what a strange man that was, not that they hadn't gotten strange people in the store before but he kept his sunglasses. Once again she started complaining about how Shirley and I got to have a lot of fun while she stayed at home and didn't have any."Ellen, you're getting very close to the point where you are going to lose me as a friend. Ever since you and Shirley became friends, I've had to deal with Shirley's concern about all your problems. It has already caused us to have several fights, bad fights, fights where we ended up too mad at each other to even speak about things." You can't blame me, Kenny, I. It was like my brain was on automatic, or like I had no control over my right hand. It seemed to move of its own volition, very carefully, leaving only a small strip of hair in line with my slit. Jesus! What is wrong with me? Am I losing my mind? I stood under the hot water and all that I could think of was my new boss's face. Rick. He was a good looking, rugged fellow. I pictured him in something other than his suit. Geez, my mind was going straight into the gutter! All I seemed to be able to.