He doesn't have to make up a bunch of lies about how much he loves me. That's not what I'm here for! All he needs to do is to pop a boner for me and c...me to the party. Donnie and I got to his place, an upstairs room in an old house on Benvenue Street. I could tell from the smell, it was a guy's room. I wanted to get on the bed with Donnie and start to fool around. By now, I had had my hands on the front of his pants for about thirty minutes. Donnie's room was really dirty. His bed hadn't been. It would be much easier to conceal, if it came to that.I threw the rest of the blades out on the side of the road. I looked out the back glass until the car behind us drove past the spot. "You are pretty damn strange," Mikey Spillman said."You don't have to mention that again. This ain't a marriage Mickey," I said slightly worried that he took caution as quirky."So Brit, whats your story?" I asked."Sorry love, unless you have permission from the boss to interrogate me, I would prefer to just. “We left Denerim and things were fine for a few days. We were following along the Ferelden coast; we stopped in Highever for a few hours to board supplies, and then headed further west – there’s a safer crossing point to Nevarra near Jader. That was our goal.” He looked around, sighing.“The ship was attacked in the night after we left Highever. I woke when we were boarded – I could hear too many pounding feet, and yelling. I grabbed my sword and opened the door to my room, only to be attacked.. "Mom? Dad? Could... could I talk to you?" Dad muted the TV and Mom shut her book. "What is it, sweetie?" "Um..." I had no idea what to do. "Mom, Dad, I hope you don't hate me for this... I've known for a while..." "Oh my god." Dad slammed his hand on the arm of his chair. "My son's not going to be some faggot, is he?" "No... Um, no..." I felt tears grow in my eyes. "I wanna be a girl!" I spoke fast, and cringed. And hour later, I sat sobbing in my room, with a black eye, no confidence, and no.