drew butera. we played it at every party. i don't know why because it always ended with a row. my chance. i could tell my secret. up till then, i had kept it quiet. my brother did not know, might parents did not know, even my doctor didn't. i was going to admit to mr floppy. what a sympathetic and caring? not at first. you know when people have bad thing, where it is not funny any more, they arejust thing, where it is not funny any more, they are just upset. but eventually, my friend wiped away her tea rs, eventually, my friend wiped away her tears, got her breath back, wiped her tears away, and likely across the head. she said we are girls, we don't have willies. we make love to girls and do it well. i easily had not worked that out. which kind of shows how innocent i was as a teenager. so at the time, lesbianism and feminism were very closely associated, and very radical, these girls were. and they truly believe what was wrong with the planet was men and their wrecked function and penetration. all can treasure and was bad. so suddenly, i was this new type of man, a man who...