But, till then it was really becoming hard for both of us to keep our burning desires inside.One evening we planned to visit a happening disco in the ...city as we were feeling a little bored in hotel room. When she came out i was stunned with the beauty, she was in black halter top and skirt revealing her curves at the right places. She greeted me and praised my dressing sense nd so did i. We placed a light kiss on each other cheeks.As we moved into the disco, the environment was simply. That'sjust wrong, right? Well, this boy wanted to be a girl andgo out with the guys.Yeah, right.So, I did what every self-disgusted girl did when hegraduated High School. I joined the service. Not just anyservice, but the Marines! No, I really did. The Marineswere going to make a man out of me, and that was that. Nomore dresses. No more fantasizing about boys. I was goingto be a man!Well...To be sure, for my three months in Parris Island, therewere NO dresses, and my body hair grew out. And,. There were times that I would move closer to him to just to fill me withhis aroma. I read somewhere that this was explained scientifically. Ithink they called it 'pheromones' or something like that??Brandon had made a few comments to me like, "I know all about you Joey,maybe better than you know yourself" or "Joey, just don't grab my crotchwhile I am on this ladder." Hmmm, could I grab his crotch when he wasn'ton the ladder? Once he even teasingly asked me if I had a stash ofgirl's clothes and. I caught him looking down there and hoped he liked what he saw. I did this for a couple of lessons and was then told by sir that I was to stay behind after school which was a first for me as I had never been in detention.I got there and was told to sit down at the back of the class, sir then came to me and in a forcefull voice told me that despite my good school performace that some of my behaviour was not up to standard. I was shocked and wanted to cry then sir said that I need to be.