Besides, if Hailey is here perhaps Janet could work on one of her fantasies as well.Janet and her ex-husband had split up about ten years ago and shor...ly thereafter she announced that she was gay. In talking with her, I found that, as with most "converts", she wasn't really a classical gay woman, a true lesbian. She was now bi sexual preferring woman because, say it with me people, "Men are pigs".Yes we are, genetically, as well as in our basic training. I'm not going to go into the psychology. What I remember most about that day was he hypnotised some of my quests including my younger sister Beth and made them perform all sorts of silly things; we all fell about laughing.All these memories came flooding back to me when I was clearing out my cupboards prior to my leaving home and moving into my first very own flat. I found a shoebox full of photos; some of them were of my various birthday parties including the one were Uncle Harry entertained us all. I could remember every detail like. He smiles down at her. “Hey girl, did you miss me?” he asks, bending down to pet her on the head. She whines, but wags her tail furiously. “Fuck, I need a shower and some sleep.”He drops his keys on the table and heads into the kitchen for a bite to eat.“You know, Sandy,” he says taking the last bite of his sandwich. “I think we need a woman in this house. I’ve almost got Judy broke down, so maybe something will come out of it.”Sandy whines, dropping her ears back.Seeing this, Alan frowns.. But this weekend I didn't. I sat around in my dress, pretty muchat loose ends, until I thought of looking at a book. My room was full ofbooks about cars and woodworking and sports, but off in a dusty cornerthere were some girls' books my folks had gotten for me years before. Inever read those. In fact, I had torn a couple of them up in a fit oftemper, and they had punished me for being destructive; but after that theyhad given up on me and let me read what I wanted. They still wouldn't.