And then she went over the diseases I had picked up. Thankfully, almost all of them cleared up with the strong antibiotic treatment they had put me on... I was off of most of them by now but still took a few.We then went over future treatment. They agreed to keep me there another two months, as a form of a transitional arrangement. But after that I would need to find a new home. My mom held my hand and said they were still working on things. And I told them I was scared, that I still did not feel. I had other ideas.Couple of nights later we were watching a movie on TV, I was in the recliner and she was on the couch. She got up and left the room and five minutes later she came back to lye on the floor in front of me after she had changed clothes to a large T-shirt and tube socks. She had her butt towards me, and the T-shirt was all the way to the middle of her thighs. She looked perfectly innocent. Couple of minutes later she started fidgeting, and soon her t-shirt crept up until I could. It’s just a group of women having a good time together. What’s the worst thing that could happen?”Okay, in retrospect that maybe wasn’t the best thing to say as I could tell immediately that far too many worst-case scenarios were churning about inside her head.“But I’m not a lesbian.”“Neither are most of the others. There’s me and maybe four others. The rest of them aren’t so what’s the problem?”That seemed to calm her a little, so I didn’t add that several more were happily bi and at least two. Then one day in school another boy was checking me out while I was peeing in the urinal. After that I got teased a lot. Finally things settled down.When I changed schools in the ninth grade things changed again. I became very popular among the girls. I didn’t even know why. For some reason a very popular senior girl asked me out on a date. I couldn’t believe it. Marsha was beautiful and for some reason she wanted me. She came to my house one Saturday afternoon and even came in to meet and greet.