“Out with it then I can tell your nervous so do it quickly so we can get to the hugging.”“I’m...” Oh god, the words wouldn’t form in my mi...nd.I took a sharp breath and spoke with renewed confidence at the sight of Sarah trying to comfort me.“...a lesbian and I have wanted to tell you for so long but was scared you would take it negatively.”“Hun you're crazy we are dam near inseparable the odds of me having a problem with you are astronomically low.”“So tell me do you fancy your chances with any. ’ Out of the corner of her eye, Mrs Letterman was watching a man, who had been sitting over the other side of the dining room, slowly rise from his chair, leaving his pretty young companion still sitting at the table, as he had done every evening since Mrs Letterman had arrived. He made his way out onto the hotel balcony where selecting his usual chair he turned it around then sat down in it facing the sunset. A golden retriever dog who had been sunning itself in the last rays of the sun moved. The party I just left ... Nothing like it before in my life. Sure, I’ve been to big gatherings like family reunions and such, but I was just one of the kids. Here, I was treated like an adult, like part of the middle of it. People treated ME like I was something other than another stupid kid.This life. I AM somebody. Mizz Tootie, that’s Cindy’s sister-in-law, treats me like an adult. Maybe it’s because I’m doing ‘adult’ things, offering to pitch in, setting up tables and chairs, talking with. On the relatively rare nights when I had no sexual companion, I would flip through the album and remember.My escapade in the gym had reminded me of another woman I was interested in: my physical education teacher, Mrs. Richards. While she didn't have an especially pretty face, and she was not especially curvaceous, she could have been used as the definition of "hardbody." I have no idea how much she worked out, but she had more stamina than our cross-country team and better muscle definition.