“If she did, we’d know. Trust me ... It’s not that, but why are they all of a sudden concerned about you and CC having alone time!? You didn’t...say anything stupid, did you?” Amber grumped at me as her gentle squeeze turned hard in frustration.“Hey!” I admonished as I gave her a wounded look. “Of course, I didn’t!”“Sorry. It’s just ... well, you have been known to say dumb things before, Bro. So why do you think that Mom’s all serious about us spending time apart then? I won’t do it, Davey! I. When I looked in the mirror, I wasshocked. I did not look like myself, I had a striking resemblance toConnie Stevens! I went into the bathroom to remove my makeup and put myown clothes back on, when I came out Erica had some visitors. Sheintroduced me to her friends who were both drag queens; one was actuallythe "grand dame" of the San Diego drag scene. I shook her hand and wetalked for a few minutes, they both told Erica that I was a keeper, whichwas rather awkward for me??I eventually got. That is, not washing with soap and water after using the latrine, by coming in contact with the sick and then not washing correctly. Washing in boiled water, I might add, as well as drinking it. A person who is sick from this plague spews waste like a summer flood. They can die from water loss, lying in their own bed in a pond of waste. It is an awful, terrible disease and the least contact with the person who is sick, or that person's waste will spread it. What chance do you think we will have. I gave her a long french kiss, even though she tried to fight me off, obviously she didn't have the same feelings towards me as I had towards her."Cindy, stop it! You're in my apartment, do whatever I say!" I shouted at her. She just giggled like any drunk girl would.I look around. I noticed my dad's leather belt, I picked it up and hit her with it over her nice long legs. She screamed in pain, I didn't care though."Now, you see, I'm serious? Will you do whatever I say, Cindy?" I said with.