..no." I answered meekly. Of the entire ordeal, having themdiscover that I was, in fact, as smooth-skinned as any girl my age, maybeeven smoother, was...the most humiliating for me. It had been an enormoussource of embarrassment since I discovered that every other boy my age wasendowed with a liberal spattering of manly body hair...on their arms,their chests, their legs, under their arms, and, especially, around theirprivates! I had none...nowhere...nothing to indicate I was past pubertyand. Out of nowhere it turned on the sirens and started to speed up. I thought it wanted to pass me so I pulled to the side. When it didn’t pass me I looked at my speedometer and saw I was doing close to the speed limit. The cop car got next to me and the cop told me to pull over.I pulled over to the shoulder and sat in my seat. Then Steve walked up to my window. I knew him through my wife, obviously since they work together. I had seen him at picnics and parties. I figured my taillight was busted. She took one hand and meshed her fingers into his. "Preaching to the choir!" she complained with a heavy sigh, and she lay there and stared at the ceiling, toying with his fingers. Joey stared up too, thinking about how he could never get a chance to talk to Lynne alone. Jeff was always there, always with her. Then he thought about what Sarah just said. His brow furrowed, and he turned to look at her."Jeff?" he asked her.She nodded and gave him a sheepish grin."He's the reason you don't want to. That was one of his favorite bands along with Hollywood Undead, 3OH!3, Boys Like Girls, and a few countless others. So far that’s all he listened to I’ve noticed since moving in his home three weeks ago. I had nowhere else to go since my parents were in Hawaii on vacation and my friends were all in college. Either way, Ian would have been my first choice. We’ve been great friends since birth—he’s always been there for me and I’ve always been there for him.Since being around Ian for nearly.