"Stop that," he yelled at her. "We don't want to hurt you." Let me go," she yelled, beating at him with both fists.He elbowed her in the belly and put...his wrist across her neck, pressing down hard. "Knock it off, bitch. Behave yourself or you won't see another sunrise."She looked up into the snarling face above her and recognized one of Taylor Wilkins' partners in the computer security fraud. She closed her mouth and took a deep breath."That's better," he said, pushing her legs away. "Now put. Would you.. .like to stay for dinner?''Thanks, that'd be nice.'I pull him up from the chair before his legs cramp, leading him to the bathroom, where I take great delight in standing him under the shower head and washing down his body with a flannel.'You're beautiful, you know.'He blushes. It's adorable.'Nah, I'm kind of skinny and pale. I should go to the gym.''What? I love your body, I find really buff guys a turnoff, to be honest. You're perfect as you are.''Thanks. What about you?' He runs. She quickly agreed. She still lived with her parents so they had to be careful but she could talk for a little while. Knowing that they had to sneak around made it seem all that more taboo. He knew he needed to leave this little girl alone but he couldn’t. That night, as he left work to head home to talk to her, once again his stomach was full of butterflies. He was frightened that she’d hate his voice. He had a thick southern accent, even deeper than hers and it made him slightly. I was shocked that he would do such a thing.But I must admit, he looked really cute and almost like a real girl.But, still, the outfit was so frilly. I think it was one of Michelle'sold pageant dresses that she wore when she was maybe 11 or 12 yearsold. But for a 14 year old boy, he sure carried it off well."I could tell Ron was interested so I wanted to push it a little more."Michelle even took a couple of photos of him and sent them to me in anemail. I guess she thought she would rub it in.