She stopped."Jamie?"He peeked out from behind me. Merry moved forward. I waited, ready topounce, but I didn't want to make a bad impression on Jamie...'s teacher bydisciplining one of her students, so I hesitated. Maybe she would justsay something mean and leave. She looked at me, smiled, took Jamie'shand and escorted him back to the group of girls. I watched nervouslyas she introduced him. Were they going to make fun of him? The girlsresumed their activity with Jamie in the middle of them. . Once the 4WD was back on the trailer, Dave continued on to Port Macquarie.As soon as the RV was set up, the three of them stripped the beds, did the washing, cleaned the RV and remade the beds. Housekeeping still had to go on.Naturally, Peter wanted to go surfing while Dave and Jill decided to go fishing. Dave dropped him off at Flynns Beach, telling him that he and Jill would be fishing for a couple of hours and would come back and pick him up then. As the waves looked real good, Peter was. Beneath the mascara I see the eyes of the true believer. I see change, I see death and I see a rebirth. Gone is the man I was. Gone forever. As simple as that. I can see him, but he's a fading ghost.. Is this who I am? Am I really gay? Could I really be this cum stained faggot? Why does just thinking the word 'faggot' make me a little horny? You know why? I know why, its because I AM a faggot and I feel great!Leaning into the mirror I see a little blemish at the corner of my mouth. My first. Directly across the street was a very nice looking club Margarita's cantina. We went in and Joan was right, there were servicemen everywhere. Joan saw a large communal table with about a dozen uniformed sailors at it. I sat at the bar and watched Joan approach the table. She spoke to one of the sailors and he got up and gave her his seat at the table. The sailors cheered Joan. Joan got a glass of sangria and raised it up and called, "Anchors away boys." Some Mexican dance music started and Joan.