We go out to dinner and this girl packed away the food. I was used to girls always ordering salad or something whenever I went out on dates but Amanda actually ordered more than I did and ate it all! I was battling being in awe and being more suspicious of her sex at the same time.

We go to the prom itself and have a great time. Everyone is actually asking me WHO she is because there is NO WAY that my date for the evening was the Amanda that they knew. She looked hot, she danced sexy, she was laughing and being social, she was actually acting…feminine. Everyone was impressed. Everyone (including my bastard friends) was saying she was the best looking girl there…and she was with me.

Now Amanda’s curfew was 11 o’clock, but her parents decided that she could stay out later because they were so damn happy that she was actually out and having fun. This was a good thing because some friends were throwing an after prom party and I was thrilled that this girl…I think…that everyone was raving about would be there with me.

The party was great. Again, everyone was just thrilled with my date for the evening and it seemed that all of the ugly rumors that they were spreading were being proven false. Amanda was happy, I was happy, it was beautiful.

So the party ends and it’s time for me to take Amanda home. I truly, truly hated for it all to end. We got into my car and started heading out.

So Amanda is still very excited with her evening and was talking a mile a minute about how nice of a night she had. I didn’t care about what everyone was saying; I had a great time with Amanda.

So we’re driving along and Amanda says that she has to go to the bathroom REALLY BAD. Now this isn’t normally a problem, but I grew up in a small town where houses were far away from everything and there wasn’t really any bathrooms coming any time soon. I told her this and she told me to pull over-she’d just go in the woods. This seemed strange to me that a…girl…would offer this as a solution, but I obliged after she stated that she “really really really had to go”. She got out of the car and headed into the mass of trees by the side of the road.

Now I’m sitting there and I start thinking…wouldn’t this be a great time to see if Amanda was really a man? We all learned a LONG time ago that girls pee while squatting and boys pee while standing, so wouldn’t this be the perfect time to see for sure? I mean, I could clear poor Amanda’s name (and my own curiosity) if I saw first hand what position her body was in while she was taking a piss.

I utilized my stealth like moves while going through the thick foliage until I could see her in the moonlight. I saw her look both ways and then squat down (victory!) and then I looked down towards her feet and saw something strange…there was something DANGALING!

Oh man, I was pissed! Here I was actually doing something nice for someone-taking chances of being ridiculed for the rest of my high school career and it turns out SHE WAS A HE! I couldn’t stand it, I wasn’t going to live this down-I couldn’t believe that she/he hadn’t told me!

I was so mad that in a moment of furious anger I ran right up behind her and grabbed at the dangling object that was sure to mean the ruin of me.

Amanda quickly turned around and saw me there with what I had grabbed.

Amanda: Well Ray, I didn’t know you were a voyeur!

Me: Well Amanda, I didn’t know you were taking a crap.

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I still think of Amanda every now and then-I wonder how she’s doing-wonder what ever became of her…and then I scrub my hands for an hour straight.

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