She liked the attention her outfits garnered her whenever she had the chance to wear them. Most mornings her father left for work before she came down...stairs for school, but there were occasions, like this one, when he remained home a little longer than usual. This always caused her to panic not only because physical discipline was normal in her household, but because she noticed that her father looked at her in the same manner the boys at school did when she wore them. She liked the way boys. "The answers we have will haveto suffice. You say to me that telling them this now will cause greatersuspicion. But I'm telling you that passing this on to them later willdo the same thing. If I didn't tell them now and opted to tell themlater it would look like we are trying to hide something. You tell methat we need to safeguard the Grove and I believe you. I can't help butbelieve you when I feel my own connection to it getting stronger by themoment. But we can't do that if the men we have to. They saw the low clouds flash and crash and the wind started up, first from one way, then the other. It was hard to know. Under the clouds the winds would be from everywhere, including down! The waves had been building in front of the clouds; Marie was on the helm and he was on the main sheet. Carmen and Arctura (that was what she called herself; renaming herself after some brief pop idol, at least it wasn’t hyphenated) were sitting in the well looking out. “That boy has fallen in!” It was. Being bisexual and, of course, with my dual gender identities I have probably had more first times than most though. I was still cross-dressing in secret in my late teens and I’d never had an experience with a guy but I had fantasised about it. I’d been on a night out with a couple of friends and as is the way I had a little too much to drink. Now the thing with hangovers for me is I always feel incredibly horny in the afternoon, in spite of how I feel in the morning. I spent the day of my.