I was already pissed off, but this threw me over the line. I had read all of Hillary's "private" writings... so basically I had read the bitch's diary.... It made me ill, all of the poetic lovey-dovey crap that she wrote down about some guy named Bart. The girl didn't have one ounce of talent in her body. Everything that I read screamed piss-poor, greeting card crap.The madder I got during the conversation the more active my imagination became. I watched Hillary as she talked, while in my mind I. Vo jhainp si gayi aur boli nahi papa main laga loongi aur apna right hand aage badhane ki kosis ki lekin muh se aaahhh ki aawaz lagate hue ruk gayi.Uska right hand jam sa ho gaya tha ab usne apn left hand badhaya aur cream apne haath main lekar khol di aur apne pichwaade ko mujhse chupaane ki kosis karte hue left hand se apne right hip ko cream se maalish karne ki kosis karne lagi lekin use thik tarah se maalish nahi ho pa rahi thi aur thoda twist hone ki vajah se usko dard bhi ho raha tha aur. .. I love you somuch sugar."Later, after a warm bath, some kisses and lots of womanly advice Jeremy feltbetter. Talking to Jean had helped him sort out his feelings. He recognizedthat he wanted to be a girl, that he had loved sex with Brad and Kurt, andthat he wanted to do it again. But he also knew that he had fallendesperately in love with Jean and that he had so much to learn and that shewould be his perfect teacher. He was too timid to broach the subject of hisfuture and how he wanted to. I usually shower in the morning but one day I waited until Katie got home from school. Then I showered and came downstairs and fired up the computer - stark naked. Sure enough, the door clicked open and Katie came bounding down the hall and into the living room."Ooops, I am totally sorry!" I said.Katie laughed, "You're naked!" Am I really?" I looked down and actually ran a hand over my stomach and down to my penis."Geeze, I hadn't noticed!"We both broke up laughing."It's just that I didn't know.