..because I was a guy. As I was leaving, Shelly said she was sorry forgetting so angry and that she would tell the others my decision tonight, whichwa..., no, because I was a boy.Shelly was having a few friends over for the night. Mother had agreed to let herhave some friends over during the weekend while she was gone to her mother's.She had left early Friday morning and wouldn't be returning until Mondaymorning. I kind of liked the idea of being alone in the house for a weekend withfive. I knew when I stepped on the plane in London this was going to be a sexual experience, by the time I had settled into my seat my panties were soaked with excitement, I went to the toilet and took them off and sat back down in the seat with my bare ass on the cushion and my short dress hiked high enough to show, that's why I covered my lap with a blanket knowing the older Chinese man was looking at me and exciting myself with, 'If only he knew'?When dinner was served I asked for a small bottle. However, already we found ourselvesseparating out into two distinct tribes. Although these tribes playedtogether, went to school together and sometimes even lived together in thesame families, they were in many ways quite different. They wore differentclothes and hairstyles and at school they shared lessons, but playeddifferent games and even had separate bathroom facilities.These tribes, as tribes will, told stories about each other to explain whythey were different. Boys were said to smell. We had seen the planes crashing into the towers hundreds of times, and even in black in white. That was the most sickening. For all my life I had been able to view the old war footage as a movie. It always seemed as though it never happened, it had been made by Hollywood geniuses, always surrealistic, it never seemed real in black and white. But I watched the towers fall in black and white, the devastation, the aftermath in black and white, it looked straight out of the forties. I wouldn?t have.