Im not sure what we called it back then. I think it was being dirty was what it meant to be gay. And it certainly shocked me that my brother was it! A...d lets not forget James. Oddly enough, the first thought that came to mind was that James could do better than my brother. He was handsomer, richer, and certainly much nicer. He could even have me if he wanted! Now that thought led to an interesting experiment. Henry still pleaded in his sleep for James to suck his cock, to drain me of my life. “I lived wherever I could. I begged for money and slept on the ground in parks, in an abandoned car for a month, places like that. One day, while I was begging, I met a woman who took an interest in me. She took me home, fed me, cleaned me up, and had sex with me. I was totally willing—I enjoyed it. We had a great afternoon, and then her husband came home, and we had a threesome. I enjoyed that too. I might have stayed with them, but they weren’t interested in having that much of a daughter, so. Is that what a date is?”“A date is pretty much anything two people do together with the goal of getting to know each other romantically.”“And what exactly do I do on a date. Sex?”“Well, that is the goal of it. Really you just talk to each other, find out if you’re compatible.”“Am I supposed to wear something special for it?”“Hmm, I’ll help you put an outfit together.”That afternoon, a truck full of food arrived. Until the eating habits of all the hybrids were established, these deliveries would. "Yeah right. Actually, I was thinking about taking a shower. I haven't had one yet today." Yeah, I can tell." Hey!" she exclaimed, but she knew it was all in fun. "Anyway, would you do me a favor?" I'm not going to wash your back, if that's what you're asking." Be serious for once in your life, Bruce," she scolded. "I just need you to help me up off the couch." Sure." I scooted in next to her and put an arm around her waist. As she slipped her arm over my shoulder, I felt a sudden thrill at.