Experimenting." It felt weird talking about my sexual orientation with my homophobic mother."Malik..." she sighed, wiping her face and sitting next to... me. "...I've done way too much to prevent you from becoming like--" I couldn't believe her. I wanted to slap her right there."Mom!" I cried. "What are you talking about?! I'm not sick." But, Malik--" Being gay is not a disease," I firmly stated."But it is a sin," my mom told me. "And you can get HIV--" You can get HIV if you're straight, too!" I. It didn't take long for her to hurry into the kitchen, grab a cup of juice, kiss my cheek in good-bye and walk out the front door. Nothing was said about my instructions for that afternoon.I sat at the table thinking of my certain situation for several minutes. Then I rose from the breakfast table and went to my bedroom. I wanted to wash the bed sheets today so I quickly stripped Hank's and my bed. I was careful not to disturb anything in Jackie's room as I quickly stripped and remade her bed.I. That was often her routine and she didn't care if Harry stayed up after she'd tired of reading and decided to go ahead and call it quits. LeeAnn had climbed into the bed, and was getting her book out to read, when the thought came to her that it had been quite awhile since she and Lloyd had said goodnight to their separate spouses and come to bed. LeeAnn began to think about Harry and Linda still being downstairs alone, and then an insistent thought began to weigh on her that she should go see. Maybe down to Front Royal and back across I-66 home,’ Nan suggested. ‘Sure,’ I replied. It was another beautiful day, why not? ‘You seemed to survive the third-degree pretty well?’ ‘It’s been awhile but I’ve done this 10 or fifteen times since my first date at 15. And it’s not like at 15 when her father had absolute say over whether his daughter was going out with a teenage boy whose hormones were raging.’ ‘I don’t make your hormones rage?’ ‘You do, but I can hide it better nowadays.’ ‘Can.