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The Making of Me
It was my best friend who first noticed what I'd thought for years, we were both fourteen and she was all excited about going out that night with a guy from school, she'd tried to get me yet another date with his friend, but I'd demurred as I always did. "You're gay aren't you?" I nodded by way of responding and felt just as miserable as I'd always done when I watched her dressing for him, she always wore such pretty underwear and she was an exhibitionist too. "So why haven't you...