WE PURCHASED THE DRESS along with a pair of sexy black heels and then went out for lunch at a cozy restaurant along Huntington Beach.
“So, what do you think of my family so far?” asked Jesse after finishing a peanut-butter-and-banana-Panini sandwich.
“Well, your mom is definitely old fashioned and set in her ways,” I said. “Which I can see why you wouldn’t want to tell her you’re gay.”
He laughed. “Could you imagine? She’d lock herself in her room with a bottle of valium and never come out.”
I chuckled. “Definitely. But what about your dad? I mean, he must work with a lot of gay people. I’m sure he’d be much more understanding.”
Jesse sighed. “You’d think, huh? The fact is that I’ve heard him bash gays, minorities, and women with small breasts. He’s a total dickhead, and frankly, I’m
