"I pulled the pins holding the tailgate and let it drop with a clatter and clunk."What the hell was that?" a man cried and bare feet appeared, followe...d by bare legs and distended member. I grabbed a hairy leg and pulled. The preacher, clad only in a shirt, bounced off his bony bottom and scrambled to his feet, sputtering and cursing in a very un-minister-like manner. I grabbed him by the front of his shirt and shook him a bit. He sputtered some more and waved his fists at me. I kneed him hard. I never learned the full details, but apparently Gorilla’s parents threatened to sue the education authorities, the school, the principal, the teachers and my parents because I’d broken their son’s dose (I mean nose). They also suggested that I should be sent to a sort of kid’s detention centre because I was a menace to society Thus ended my one venture into the art of pugilism. * * * * * * * * My victory over Gorilla did not exactly add to my popularity, but thereafter I was treated with. " Jake lifted an arm and flexed a bicep. "I am all man!"He growled. We laughed."So when did you really know?" Kids started to talk about gays just like they talk about everythingelse. Boxing them up into stereotypes."I raised my eyebrows. "Big words for teens." Race, gender, sexuality. All stereotypes to kids. To me too. Butsomething about gays interested me. Just knowing that there were agroup of people who liked other boys. But because they were insulted Ihad to hide my thoughts. I quickly returned the wall to locate the opening. Finding only my footprints leading from where the opening had once existed was the only evidence that an opening had existed at all. I had been led from the moment I had regained my senses down that hallway to this garden spot. That I had been fooled by my own instincts I was kicking myself for. I did not like being manipulated. On the other hand I now had water and my guess was food provided by the plants if not some of the animals in this.