The previous weeks had been difficult. In a household breaking apart, each night we would go to sleep to the bitter shouting matches of our parents piercing the wooden floorboards. The only way to protect ourselves against the ravages of the interminable conflict and terror of the not knowing what might happen next, was to
“I’m Andy and I know what you’re thinking,” the slim figure said. “Boy or girl?” Andy was Kathy’s height, but rail-thin. “I’ll go with ‘girl,’” Bobby answered. “Since this is a lesbian bar.” “Me too,” Kathy said. “You just came out of the ladies room.” “You sure? With this hair?” Andy touched her boy-short brown
It was a hot late morning in July. Very humid and sunny. Tommy was in his shorts with no shirt. I came out in my bikini and laid down my towel. My dad was at work and my two older brothers Shane and Rick were away down the shore. Tommy was all sweaty. The sweat
I had been at college for almost three weeks when the events I am writing about took place. My name is Karl. I’ve always considered myself a pretty normal guy. I played football in high school, dated a cheerleader, and usually got decent grades in my classes. Alright, enough about me… let me tell you