A wolf in sheep’s clothing? No, I’m something far more insidious.A spider weaving a web for its prey, and when she’s finally caught and realizes what she’s entangled herself with, her tears of disbelief will do nothing but fuel my desire.The cost? Her innocence? Her freedom?Her will? It doesn’t matter.

Frank Metchie

I’m used to whispers and snide remarks. “Cross-dressing freak.” Yeah, I’ll be that. Their opinions mean nothing. They call me gay or bi… they have no idea I can call a different woman every day of the year at different hours, and I still wouldn’t get through my roster. That’s what eleven inches, a Prince Albert, and a bank account that could buy their pathetic lives get you, so let them talk.

But when I met Jessica Hurts,... tall, sweet, disgustingly adorable, and the only girl on our college football team, I knew she was special… and from our first meeting, I wanted her by any means necessary. Usually, I’d take what I want, but with her, I have to move differently. Even if I have to play the sweet, unassuming, and innocent best friend to her because she has to put up with mockery herself and foolishly thought we were the same… Say no more.