You know I for one believe things like sexuality are more nurture than nature. Exhibit A: This moment. I was 6, and it was a school musical called Mr. Mouse and Company. It was my *second* time wearing makeup, though my firt time in a proto fursuit.... X3 Me an some class mates danced around to some song from Bambi, sort Of lame I know, but still kinda fun. I remember being so jealous of the 5th grader that got to be Tigger, and even more so of the one that got to be the Beast, since he got to dance with a femme I sort of fancied. But anyway, there you have it. Make of it what you will, innocent school play, or the beginning of a path to furriness?