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I guess, Parker, Zac really opened up Pandora's Box by trying to prove something with Rachel.

Haha, droughtquake. I couldn't stop laughing when I read your response. Eew! Eew! Shudder!

Thanks, Graeme. Just think how many boys have slipped money into a condom machine in a restroom. Even most men are embarrassed to go up to a counter and ask for a box.

Thanks, jaysalmn. Glad you liked the 'presentation.'

You're probably right, Timothy. Adrian can sense that Zac may be in the closet, he just isn't aware just how deep he's in there.

Do you have any friggin’ idea how hard it is to buy a box of condoms in a town where everyone knows your mother? I went into three drugstores only to find that they were behind the counter and I would have to ask for them. Two of the clerks knew me by name; and at the third drugstore, a girl in my fourth period was working behind the counter. I ended up leaving, buying only a Snickers bar. I thought of asking Kenny. I knew he always carried a condom in his wallet, ‘for luck’ he would say. A few

I guess, Graeme, it's like a lightbulb in the cartoon that goes on over someone's head. I guess you could say he's becoming en'light'ened. groan

You're right, jaysalmn. He's not in a good place right now.

Making wise decisions and being sixteen just aren't compatible, Parker.

You are right, Puppilull. It is often easier to deal with someone else's problems rather than our own. Advice we readily give to other's is often hard for us to accept for ourselves.

One reason I started writing was for this reason. Young teens are afraid to approach someone and ask questions about sex. Like you, I got most of my information from books.

Thanks, sweetlion. Welcome. I'm glad you're enjoying the story, and you continue to like it here on GA. True friendship is not measured by people who stick with you when things are good. Your real friends remain with you when the going gets tough. We'll see what kind of friend Kenny is to Zac. Reminds me of the saying: a friend will help you move...a real friend will help you move the body.

When I got home, Billy and his friend, Lonnie, were playing basketball in the driveway. Lonnie is a regular fixture at our house. He is almost like having another brother around. Lonnie isn’t very athletic, but he and Billy seem to get along well. In fact, Lonnie is one of Billy’s most ardent fans. He attends all his baseball games and you can often hear him shouting at the umpire if my brother strikes out at bat. “Wanna play?” Lonnie tossed me the ball. He is cute, but in a normal sort of way.

You're right, Graeme. Zac is a ticking time bomb, ready to explode.

Thanks, Parker. I guess many of life's challenges are like that. At first, we find it hard to deal with them. In time, we begin to accept and attempt to face them.

Zac, Puppilull, is one confused puppy.

Thanks, droughtquake. Very insightful. Things have improved so much just the past few years. Young gay men and women have much more support. The It Get's Better campaign that started in 2010 opened the door for more gay and lesbians to finally come out. Today, there are thousands of positive role models. The final victory was the Supreme Court ruling for same sex marriages. When I first started writing ten years ago, that wasn't even imaginable. In fact, much of what you discussed wasn't even on the radar. Great strides have been made, but that doesn't mean there isn't more to do. When I started writing, my main objective was to let young gay teens know that it was okay to be gay. Every story I have written stresses that fact- you can be happy and find love and acceptance. Now, I feel my work has been completed. With our society becoming more tolerant and accepting, there isn't much more that I can say. I told a reader once that sometime in the future, young gay men and women would have trouble identifying with the problems that I and many other writers describe in our stories. They will be just reflect a period of recorded history. Hopefully, that day is on the horizon.

I had fallen asleep for about an hour when there was a light knock on my door. I sat up and hollered, “Come on in.” I thought it was Kenny. After looking at the clock and noticing it was almost time for dinner, I figured he had stopped by to eat since his mother was at work. The door opened slowly and my little brother’s head appeared. “You’re not spanking your monkey, are you?” He started laughing and entered. “Like you don’t,” I responded with a laugh. His face reddened. “I hear you at night

Thanks, Lisa. I hope you enjoy it the second time around.

Confused now, Puppilull? It's just started.

Hopefully, Parker, your questions will be answered soon.

Every story, Graeme, has a douchebag that readers love to hate. I guess Kenny fits the bill in this story. I hope you enjoy it a second time.

You're not alone, droughtquake. There are a lot of readers waiting for a new story. However, I'm currently not writing anything new. Sorry. I'm glad you're taking the time to reread Door Number Three. I'll be looking forward to reading your reviews. Ron

God, I can’t believe it! I think I opened Pandora’s Box this afternoon. That’s the only thing that keeps running through my mind. I read about it in my Lit class during my sophomore year. I enjoyed the section on Greek mythology. I listened attentively as Mr. Thurston talked about the Greek gods. The story of Pandora’s Box particularly interested me. It seems that Zeus handed Pandora a jar, which I found interesting since the story we read called it a box. She was warned never to open it, or e

There is a defining moment in everyone’s life when he or she suddenly realizes who they are. Sometimes it can be a welcoming revelation, other times it can be disheartening. Zac Barnes’s moment comes when he first looks into the brown eyes of Adrian Lewis. How will their lives be affected if Zac choses Door Number 3?