And as I matured, my rarity became even more pronounced. I was straight, in a calling that attracts many gay men. Sort of an ugly duckling I suppose... It’s just that I like women’s bodies, their curves, and the flirtatious way they interact with men. I joined all the dance companies I could find, in high school, in college, and now after graduation, in a community dance troupe. And I was fine that the girls assumed that I was gay. That belief made them more comfortable around me, almost. " She then stood back.I nervously took his hand and he led me to the floor. It was a waltzplaying and he took my hand in his and put his other hand gently on myside. I put my hand on his back and we danced. I could not help butsmile as we danced. Looking down and seeing myself in this beautifulgown, dancing with a man. I can never remember being happier. Thedance was over and he bowed to me. I curtsied back to him. He took myhand and led me back to my aunt."You dance divinely," he told. ”“What? No? I…,” she began to sob again.“You are going to be tied for a good 15 to 20 minutes, unless you’re a lot looser than I am. And, it’s going to be messy when he pulls out. I’ll go get a towel. Wait right here.” Claire giggled again. “Well, I guess you’re not going anywhere, are you?” She laughed and then left the room.“What?” Darlene yelled at her after daughter.“Looser than you?”“You mean my pussy?”“Get a towel?”“Are you…? Oh my god, you are! You’re fucking Duke too!” “That’s where my. ?”Riles just winked.Once again, Cayuse told me, “Be back.”And off he went. I wondered if he told Rosie what he was up to. Probably not. I asked Molly to bunk in with Rosie.The days, well, nights mostly, began to feel routine. Which can lead to letting your guard down, to becoming less alert. I began to wonder if the axe murderer had left town. Or was simply waiting for Cayuse and me to move on. We couldn’t station ourselves here indefinitely.Then one morning after breakfast, Autry walked with.