Was it?I didn't want to think that way.It was only at moments like this - when I sat back and thought about it- that I even realized I was doing it, t...at I realized how far I'dfallen.I shook my head and checked my email. There was an email from "dad" thatI was in no way prepared to deal with, a handful of dick-pic fan-lettersthat the company wanted me to respond to, and another message from MiaMichaelson, the girl who had been living Madeline's life.Mia and I had been trying to stay in touch.. "Unlike previous walks Kevin did most of the talking this time. Hepressed for information about what the three of them had talked aboutthat morning. Dan avoided answering. Kevin revealed what Billy had toldhim about the kiss and that they'd talked about how it was easier tothink of him as a girl then they thought it would be."He told you that?" Dan said."Yes. Is that true?" I guess there's no harm in telling you that part. It's true." You, too? You think of me as a girl?" I know better. We all. I looked closer at the other girl. Her wrists and ankles were red and marked from the ropes binding her. It appeared she had been tied like that for a long time. All the clothes pins were had strings tying them together. One on the biker girls stood on the other bed and gathered up all the strings attached to the clothes pins and turned to me and said, “Watch this sweetie.” With one smooth pull, she yanked all the clothes pins off the bound girl. Her muffled screams filled the room. I could. They dragged themselves to the steps, here they sat together, regaining their senses, neither having the energy to move for some long moments. They kissed once more, then he fetched the small pick-nick basket from the fridge were the owner had left it, he poured the champagne, then they sat feet dangling as they sat and nibbled at biscuits, tippling at the flutes of bubbles. They laughed, downed the drink once more topping up their bladders again though they knew they had done that fantasy,.