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 you look at girls and masturbate to them doesn’t mean you’re a lesbian. You’re just a little. "David brought the car around, and we left as soon as we loaded it. Thetraffic to the airport was unusually light, probably because peoplewere going nuts after the announcement. The kids had so many questionsthat I couldn't answer yet, and some, I wouldn't answer. With David inthe car, I didn't want to talk about their school, or who their friendswere, or what they planned to do when they made it back home. Itcreeped me out to think of how much the family already knew about them.David paid our. The corn grinder was all rusty, and I was gonna have to take it apart and get after it with a lot of elbow grease to get it clean. The rest of it looked fine to me. Then Sue Ellen come up with a big surprise. When we was ready to go lookin' fer rabbits, she pointed to a clump of bushes a little ways up the hill and said, "Daddy's cave is up there. It's where he used to hide his whiskey." There's a cave up there? Well, maybe we just better go up and have a look at it."Behind the bushes, there. I had totalk to someone.Gloria?Four days later, after a series of e-mails, I flew west again.I had booked a three hour evening session with the owner of 'Crossroads'and asked her to recommend a quiet place where we could have dinner. Therehad been some surprise at that request but, by early evening, we hadsettled into a booth and made small talk while ordering drinks and ourmeals.She, I had given up wondering and just accepted her as female, wrapped bothhands around the cocktail glass and.