People think it's always her own fault, if a tasty teen is abused by her 'friends'.So much to say that I understood her motives. If she can't trust he...r man, be lesbian!How happy or wise her decision was is another matter ... I might discuss that later.My friend Gina loved to have a male friend here, who was sweet and offered only love.My friend Gina seemed amazed I didn't demand anything from her, as all men she knew.My friend Gina was really redhot one night we were chatting, as she admitted. Hey - you free tonight? My best buddy is here visiting and I told him I'd introduce him to the hottest woman in town. Yeah? Ok. Hey babe, thanks. See you there." And then he said, "We are on dude. Her old man is due back today, but as long as she is home by five-thirty there's no problem. She is going to take the rest of the day off work and meet us at the Motel 6 in half an hour."I finished my burger and beer and went to the pay phone and called Heather at work. I was told that I'd just missed. I've been introduced to all sorts ofpeople. Young and old. I would curtsy to them and they would bow back. Itfelt creepy as a few of them stared at me. I knew they were here forsomething else. I simply thought all of these parties were to celebratemy father coming home. But now I realize that these parties are meant forme. My father is courting me, finding a suitor. I remember once when Iwas a man I was at a party similar to this. I hated wearing properattire. My former size made it impossible. It was on a Friday after I went to the local park to play some B-ball. After the game I sat on the park bench near the street. I noticed a nice car parked about 50 yards down the street and a black man was sitting inside although I couldn’t see him clearlyFinally, it was time to go home. I started walking back to my house. Within a minute that car drove up and it was the man that had met me in the theater. He stopped and said, “Why don’t you come get in the car and ride around.