Jay-Ar stood in his room wearing a red dress. He applied lipstick to his lips. Marc will find me dazzling, he thought. He put on heavy makeup, strapped on a pair of his mother's old sandals, and hurried downstairs. "There's my little girl." said his father, taking a picture of him, "Or my little boy." Jay-Ar's mother was sobbing into a tissue. "My little baby's all grown up." she said between wails. Jay-Ar was posing for a picture when he suddenly remembered something. "I'll be back,Dad." he said. Marc knocked on Jay-Ar's house. Jay-Ar father opened it. "Marc,my man."he said, "Come in." Marc hesitated, but followed Jay-Ar's father into the living room."Where's Jay-Ar?" asked Marc. "Getting ready." replied his father. Jay-Ar's mother suddenly trotted in the room. "You,"she said, catching sight of Marc, "make sure you bring my daughter-----son back home before midnight." Marc thought this to be a bit frightening. "Of course,mam." replied Marc, petrified. Then Jay-Ar returned.
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The 2nd book of The Tale Of 4 Gays: The Tale Of Jay-Ar
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