I was outside the "protected space," as Mrs. Johnson had described the camp, and I was a little boy (hard to remember that after the last few weeks) i...n a dress. Was I going to be arrested?The car stopped. A policeman opened the door and called out. "Hello, young lady. Are you all right?"I didn't know what to say. I was lost, and here was help. But if I told them where I came from... did they know about Camp Trans? What did they think of it? We had learned in Dr Frankel's class what the world. That was what this trip was all about. It was two months since they had seen each other and Danny was looking forward to meeting Peter and seeing if this College with the weird sounding name stacked up.As Danny continued his drive different signs triggered thoughts in his mind of Janet Rivers. She too had gone off to college somewhere and he wondered how she was doing and when, if ever, he might see her again. After their little ‘flower bed’ incident Janet had seemed just that little bit more. Hair falling gently across her forehead. Determined yet playful look on her face. Bruce gave my hand one tight squeeze just before she came within arms length of him, his eyes scanning her sexy naked body, already devouring her with his eyes. She came up close to him, head titled down and stroked his biceps, feeling his strong frame through his clothes. Without hesitation they started kissing each other and in anticipation of the pleasure to come Bruce picked her up and carried her to the bed.. I was baptized when I was sixteen. Been a believer ever since." Foursquare, huh? How's that square with all the bad stuff you've done?"Pedro smiled. "Oh, I'm goin' to Hell, I know. But I ain't bitter about it. It's only what I deserve. Besides, I'm used to the heat. I figure it won't be much worse than here." Ha! If it's anything like here, it'll be terrible. I hate this godforsaken place. If I didn't have to drive through this desert just to run crystal back and forth from Mexico, you'd never.