"Well, if you want to know the truth of it, I didn't think you looked very lady like. However I was willing to give you the benefit of the doubt. But ... can see now that there is not one thing 'lady like' about you anywhere. I don't even know if you're female, come to think of it. Are you?" That got a laugh from some and some boos from others.She tried one last time, "Are you a homophobe, Sir?" Look, butch, 'phobe' means to be scared of, doesn't it? Well no, I am not afraid of any homo. If you. There were many of male celebrities too. Kevin Costner had one, and so did Brad Pitt, Matt Damon, and many other celebrity heartthrobs with whom Osterman was familiar. LL Cool J's in here, she smiled, regarding one of the folders. I'm quite an admirer of that fellow myself.I didn't think Reddick would be into him, he's so not like her, but now that I see this folder ... She is like Jennie, Osterman thought. She puts up a public face, and people see it, then get the wrong impression. Then they. What a silly question. We sat on the floor of her tent, drank wine, and talked for some time. I actually got to talk more than earlier. There was almost no light, barely enough moonlight filtering through the trees to see her silhouette against the wall of the tent. By the time the wine was finished, we were both mainly silent, listening to the night noises, crickets, wind rustling the branches, and a distant owl. My back was starting to ache after sitting cross-legged on the tent floor for so. They made out passionately until we reach our destination. "Wait until you feel my lips on that cock!", she said to him as we exited the car. The other guys drove up and parked a few spots away, they immediately walked up to Kyle and one of them asked him, "How was your ride?". Kyle just smiled and said, "Fun" with a sly grin on his face. He walked away from his buddies and into the store. MUFFIN was already inside but I stood back out of curiosity to see what was going to be said. With Kyle's.