You smile at our conversation, still hiding something. You weave through the city, pulling into the parking lot of the large adult store in town, esc...orting me in and steering me through the aisles to a wall of dildos and vibrators. You point to one near the floor, a medium-sized dildo with a large head, smaller than your cock but larger than mine. I bend over to pick it up, my shirt riding up momentarily and showing off the waistband of those lavender panties, knowing you're watching me. I. They knew that made me a girl, but otherwise, I was one of them. Until Joey moved in. He was different, maybe a little quieter than the others, more serious, more grown up. He was horrified the first time one of the boys took a leak where I could see him. Dont look, Sue! Harold, what do you think youre doing? Theres a GIRL here! Yeah? Fat Dennis sneered. So what? So what? So what? You cant let her see that! Thats what! Fat Dennis stood up. He always bullied new kids at first. He towered over. It was just after the breakfast rush and the waitresses had gone home and he was the only one working in the kitchen. I was working on the other side rolling silverware into napkins and kept checking him out. He was boiling hot dogs at the time, literally. He knew I flirted with him and so on that particular afternoon he got my attention there and waved a half-cooked hot dog in front of his crotch and said “you like it?” I was pretty surprised at first, but grinned and nodded. So, he got. Jen, trying to lighten the mood, said, "Well... Mom for one thing youweren't supposed to be home for another hour and a half." Her Mom and Iboth stared at her for a second and started laughing. I don't think I'llever get used to the feeling of laughing and crying at the same time.Mrs. Cook fixed her a plate and sat around the table and talked with uswhile we all finished eating. I wasn't in the mood to eat anymore since Iwas still sniffling from time to time, but joined in the conversationwhen.