Sitting with the family at breakfast the following Saturday morning, Susan kept watching her son through the corner of her eye. For the first time in her life, she was wondering if the boy was gay.

There was a special dance tonight for the young people of the community, and Jay was not going. His cousin Barbie was all excited about it, but Jay hadn't shown the least bit of interest. Susan couldn't understand how a healthy young man of eighteen could ignore girls the way he did. Most boys his age could think of nothing but pussy, yet Jay didn't seem the least bit interested.

"Why aren't you going to the dance tonight?" she finally asked.

"Heck, Mom," answered the handsome young man, "I don't even know how to dance!"

"Why don't you learn?" asked his father.

"Sure," Barbie said. "Let me teach you."

"No, thanks," he grinned. "I'd feel dumb, jumping around on a dance floor with a silly girl."

"Well," said his father as he rose from the table. "You should try it. You'd probably find that holding a girl isn't all that silly."

"What are you doing today?" Susan turned to her husband.

"I'm going to work in the yard," was his answer. "How about you?"

"I have some shopping to do." Susan smiled as she stood. "I've been putting it off for some time."

Excusing himself, Dave went outside and started trimming the hedge. He'd been working for about half an hour when he heard his wife driving away in her car.

"Hi, you big-cocked beauty," he heard Shirley Morton giggle from the other side of the hedge. "Didn't I just hear Susan drive away?"

"You sure did!" Dave grinned, looking across the hedge at his beautiful redheaded neighbor, who was standing there in a green summer dress.