What did she do about it? Did she... you know... tell your father?" Not yet," Samantha said. "She said she hasn't decided on that yet. She said she ha... to pray on it first, to let the Heavenly Father guide her."Kyle couldn't help but roll his eyes upward. Of all the girls in the world to hook up with, he had to pick the one from a family of religious whack jobs. "So while she's praying on it, what happens? Are you grounded? Did she forbid you from seeing me?" No, nothing like that yet," she. I found themattractive, but the thought of using the thing between my legs was a non-starter.A girl named Sara, who had been a close friend before my change, even hadthe bright idea of having some dresses made in my size, suggesting that ifI wanted to be girly, I could do that and no one would hate me for it evenif I was a guy.She just didnt understand that it wasnt the clothes I wanted.In fact as far as I was concerned putting pretty clothes would onlyhighlight my problem. As far as I could. She'd gone over to his house after he closed the store and picked up a bottle of juice he'd squeezed from the leaves of his Aloe Vera plant. It was the first time I heard of it.Les was in heaven from the first time I put some on her butt. First, it cooled everything it touched and made her posterior a lot less painful. It also spread much easier than the ointment since it was liquid.I'd followed Mom's orders and given Les another application every two hours. Between times we'd set her alarm. Sorry I’ve not been in touch. I’ve been busy.”“I’d ask you more about that, but right now I’d prefer to have the details of your return flight. I take it you’ve booked?”“Well, actually, I was going to drive to the border crossing. The one with Qatar.”“Whatever for?!”“Well, I’m not sure if it’s safe for me to fly. I’ve had a bit of trouble with the religious police. So I’ve gone underground, so to speak. Left the palace. Turned off the phone. I was going to book a ticket and then not show up,.