"Fine, I know you aren't my master, and probably don't want to be one. However, in many ways, that's what I want you to be for me. No, that's not righ...t..." The next line had been covered over with a series of ragged lines. Then the note continued."Mark. I don't know how to put this. First, as you probably have heard, I've had a crush on you since I became Matilda's friend last year. You are sweet, kind, and oh so handsome. Every time I visit I want to throw my arms around you and kiss you. Was that what it was like for a woman? He felt his cheeks growred with embarrassment when he recalled how he had imagined having sexwith a man. This was getting too weird, he decided. The sooner he had thisproblem sorted out the better. He slid off the bed and went over to thewindow. He felt his hips swivel far more than he was used to as he didso. Carefully, so as not to expose himself to those outside, heopened the curtains and looked out. The sight that greeted him wasfamiliar. "Walking behind her, I saw that her nightie barely reached the top of her bare little butt. It had to be important for her to choose to ask questions at one in the morning, so I sat on the couch nearest the fireplace and motioned for her to sit next to me. The embers were dying, emitting only a soft glow to highlight her face.She sat and faced me with her legs crossed, her hands on her knees, and said, "How do you know if you're in love?" Not an easy question to answer," I replied. "Do you. I told OK and went into her house, TV was in bedroom, I was going inside, and when I turned back she was closing the door. I asked what r u doing? She told I was waiting for this moment from many days. Intentionally I called u to my home, no one is there at home.I was aroused. I went near her and told her that even I was waiting for this moment. I took her face in my hand and placed my lip on hers and kissed it gently. She hugged me. It was a great feeling. Gradually kissing was getting.