Until I realized the reality of it (my best friend kissing me) and pushed her off and asked. What are you doing? She slammed her head down on my chest... and started crying a mountain of tear. Jess what’s wrong, I said and she keep crying so I asked again. What wrong? Robbie she said slowly I have all these weird feeling and I think I may be a lesbian. Jess, your not a lesbian. No Robbie you don’t understand, when I found those playboys I used them to you know, I well, you know. Jess just because. As he walked along, the street looked less and less well kept, until it was truly shabby. Then he found the number he wanted, and knocked on the door.It was opened by an old crone looking rather like one of the witches from Macbeth.“Do you do the wax treatment?” he asked.“Not me, my granddaughter,” came the reply, “come in.”‘Sounds a bit more promising,’ he thought and just then a beautiful young woman appeared wearing only a see-through kimono. ‘That’s more like it,’ he thought.She led him. Your face is a closed book, but your eyes are so expressive if you know what to look for.”Her lips trailed down the side of my throat, making me shiver. “And such a pretty neck. From the first time I noticed it I’ve wanted to leave my mark. I bet it would be so easy.” I felt her teeth scrape tantalizingly, and I bit back a whimper. She leaned back slightly, gathering my hair in one hand and brushing it over my shoulder. “And the softest golden curls I’ve ever had the privilege of touching. Seeing my embarrassment and the beginning of tears Ms.Merrill quickly said "James there is no need for embarrassment! You are among friends. Everyone in this building appreciates and has a great respect for every thing feminine. We all understand your orientation and desires. You see all of us are totally committed to the female ideal and life-style. All of our business interests are totally supportive of making people beautiful, independent of the opinions of others, and in control of.