Show some respect."The phone rang and frowned as Charles answered it. He put the call on hold. "Alright now, Dad, that's uh conference call. So you ki...n either head on outta here or you kin talk ta Marcus. Take yo pick."JD forced himself up, "I can't talk ta Marcus 'fore I had a full pot uh coffee. I'm gettin'." He yawned and stumbled upstairs, "Need my own office 'round here." By the time he got to his room, however, he found he had no desire to climb into bed.He looked at the headboard. It was. ”She had me wondering what it could possibly be. I drew a complete blank.“OK,” I said.“Let me just tell it completely before you say anything,” she said.I nodded and she continued. She spoke firmly, and confidently.“It happened when I was thirteen. I had only recently had my first period, and I was starting to develop, you know, my breasts were growing. One night, when I was home alone with my dad, he asked if I would take off my blouse so he could see my breasts. I freaked out, said ‘no’, and. After all, I had achieved another objective and I'd loved it.As I was towelling myself dry, there was a knock on the door, and I told Bulent to come in. He'd seen it all before, so I wasn't shy.He sat down on a bench as I carried on drying myself, and told me that he thought I had been wonderful. He excused himself and went back out to where the stage was and came back in with a wooden box about the size of a shoebox. He handed it to me.I dropped my towel so that I could take it."What's this,". As I turned, undulating my body, I caught sight of my friend Taffy a little further on the floor. At that moment the nameless techno electronica gave way to t.A.T.u.’s ‘Malchik Gay’, which happens to be her favorite song. She sees me and that I am with someone and gives a high sign. Taffy has hooked up with a big butchy looking girl, the kind that she likes to be with. I wave back. Each knows the other has scored, but my friend will not be leaving the club with us, although Taffy’s could.