We just have to figure out a plan for the future. I don't want this to sound so uncaring, but we all need to think about you --how you feel, what your... fears are, what the options are, and what you want."We talked about those things. I said that I felt that the whole school would find out what had happened to me, and I was afraid that the video would be circulated around, and maybe even get on You Tube for the whole world to see. I also said that I didn't think I had done anything wrong."Maybe I. Just a moment of heat. I don't remember how it all started, but I remember him touching my ankle, his thumb brushing against the inside of my foot. His fingers worked their way along my calf (because by now I'd slouched a little and had my foot resting on the seat in front of him) and after several long minutes, he stood up, and I moved over. We sat there, wordlessly, quietly in our seat, listening to the tires rolling over the pavement, and watching the sun slowly begin to set over the rocky. "Um... hi," I started nervously, not sure what tosay. He was the first person that I'd really talked to atall since my transformation. And at the moment, I wasn'teven wearing anything to cover my face, so he had a fullview of my face. "You have a nice voice," the old man told me. Then heabruptly changed the subject, "The name's Hank..." "Nice to meet you," I told him as I moved closer,feeling nervous but a little more comfortable. He didn'tseem dangerous. It was just then that I noticed his. “Maybe it’s a prank. What if she’s just coming to laugh at how gullible I am lying here with my shirt off?”Self doubt swarmed Theodore from all sides. Each and every lie his father had told him about women came flooding back. His parents had divorced when he was young, and his father fought tooth and nail for full custody. Truly a man scored, the sporting superstar, coach, and owner of a major league soccer club, had belittled Theodores mother at any chance he got. It had been years since the.