The boys didn't want to play with me because I was a sissy. Thegirls didn't because I was a boy. When I tried to join the other kids I wasattacked, te...sed or at the best, shunned. Although I was pretty good inteam sports I was still picked last.For example, when I was about twelve and walking home from school, this boycame up from behind me and said, "I want to see if you're a boy or a girl,"and goosed me. I fell down to the ground to protect myself. The physicalpain lasted only a minute or. For a kid like me it was as stark naked as I was standing in front of her wearing one towel. Fortunately this time, when I took her things, I used them to block her curious glance at my loins. A tent had formed there about the time she'd released her middle buttons.Apparently pleased with her success, she turned away and retired into her room, shutting the door behind her.I walked like a zombie to my room where I recovered enough sense to drop her clothes, discard the towel and grab my aching. However, they had all been brown.Theron never forgot the dragon with the ebony scales. It was that memory that drove him on.The moment the mercenaries had led him away from the smoldering pile that had once been his home, he swore on his family, and especially on Alexander, that he would have his revenge.One day, in Theron's nineteenth year, the mercenaries were resting for a few days in the village of Sharisse, when Theron overheard a conversation in the local tavern."I heard it's still at. I've got a good friend -Brenda- who is going to come see us this afternoon. She's really, really nice and I'd like for you to talk to her. I think she can help you figure out how to deal with the things you are feeling. I've known her almost as long as I've known you and I trust her to be able to help you. Would you like to try talking with her?" I asked."Okay, Uncle Mike. I'll talk to her. I like girls too. Sometimes Dad would bring one home and we'd both fuck her." Calley said, almost.