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Though Marco had never cheated on Frazier, there was something so flattering about a young man masturbating to his image.
    Yves smiled. “They didn't understand. I was a shy, fat kid and I spent most of my time in my room. They wanted me to go out and play baseball with the other boys, and all I wanted to do was look at magazines with Marco Denny and learn all I could about the fashion industry. When I was a senior in high school, though I was still as interested in Mr. Denny as always, I started doing aerobics and eating less. I lost all the weight and started seeing this guy down the street. I fell in love with him. He was captain of the football team, and I would have done anything for him. But I come from a small town in the Midwest. We kept it all a secret...until the night my father caught us making love in the back seat of his car."
    "Oh no,” Molly said, covering her mouth with her palm. “How awful. What happened then? Were your parents okay with the fact that you were gay?"
    Yves laughed. “I'd just graduated from high school,” he said. “Let's just say they weren't thrilled their son was a fairy, and they weren't shy about telling me so. It was June. My father called his pastor and arranged for me to be sent to one of those places where they try to make gay men straight again. It was like a camp."
    Marco sat back and shook his head. He'd heard about these places, and he'd always wondered about the type of person who went there. He never thought he'd actually meet one.
    Molly blinked.
    "What did you do there?” Jasper asked. “What was it like?"
    "It must have been a nightmare,” Molly said. “You poor boy."
    "I learned how to play by their rules,” Yves said. “I knew it was a waste of time. I'm gay and I'll always be gay. But I also knew if I didn't do what they wanted me to do, I'd never get out. It was like being in prison and doing time. So I spent the entire summer there and pretended to be straight. I was good, too. They truly believed they'd converted me. I even dated women to prove I'd changed. By the time I left, they thought I was ready to marry a nice girl and start a family. But the only thing I cared about was going back home and seeing my boyfriend again. I would have done anything for him."
    "The football player,” Molly said. “What happened to him? Was he there waiting for you when you went back home? Did you two get back together?"
    Marco rolled his eyes. He knew how much Molly loved a happy ending.
    Yves sighed and stared down at his lap. He spoke softly, with slow pauses between disconnected sentences. “When I went home, I found out my boyfriend was engaged to be married. I tried to see him. I tried to talk to him. But he just ignored me. He actually pretended I was crazy and nothing had ever happened between us. When I finally cornered him and challenged him one night, he beat me up and left me in such bad shape I spent two months in the hospital recovering. I never told anyone who did it and I never pressed charges against him. I was so devastated I just wanted to forget him completely.” He lifted his arms and shrugged his shoulders. “When I got out of the hospital, I decided to move to New York. If it hadn't been for you, Mr. Denny, and all the hope and inspiration you've given me all my life, I don't know how I would have survived. There were times when just looking at your photos kept me from taking a bottle of pills."
    Molly pulled a tissue out of her handbag and wiped the corner of her eye. Jasper and Frazier just sat there staring at him shaking their heads in amazement. Marco took a deep breath and wondered how the poor guy had survived all that. He'd always taken for granted he'd been so lucky in life to be able to do all the things he'd ever wanted to do.
    "That's one helluva story. All you needed was Anita Bryant to hit you over the head with a hammer, kid,” Jane Francis said. She wasn't trying to be mean, but it sounded sarcastic, as if she didn't believe his