As I movedaround the farm walking, lifting the feed pail, climbing into the hayloft of the barn, I felt so excited-but when I came home and my dad put...is hand on my shoulder I was terrified that he would feel my brastrap, even through two shirts and an inch of down. I told myself thatI would never make that mistake again.Life on the farm is kind of laid back, they say, but there is alwayswork to do and time goes by quickly. By the time I was sixteen, myparents felt that I was old enough to stay. " How long have you been doing this?" Tracy asked with interest, fishing a menthol cigarette from a fresh pack." About fifteen years." Keith replied, pushing an ashtray across the table towards her.She nodded and said; "I hope you don't mind me saying, but you don't look... well, the type."Keith burst out laughing and struck a pose; one hand on hip, the other hanging loosely at the end of his wrist. "Oh me, oh my. I'm such a butch guy!" You don't have to look like Quentin Crisp." I chuckled,. More

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