"The guard turned to me, "Is that true, boy? You a fag?"I held my head down in shame, "They forced me, officer."The officer shook his head in disgust,..."Fucking perverts! Disgusting!" The guard opened the door, "Well come on out, pervert!"I couldn't even bring myself to look up as I walked out of the door. I just felt deep shame, and I wanted to disappear.The guard slammed the door to the tank, I could hear TJ and Mike snickering.The guard yelled at me, "Raise your arms above your head! Okay,. They were starting to treat me more like a womanthan before."You are coming along quite nicely and are quite beautiful. Now it istime to start getting you a wardrobe more in line with your new look,Princess."I wish they would stop calling me that. I was starting to think thatthey meant more by that than I could ever imagine.The guys surrounded me again and lead me back into the corridor andturned right and started walking down towards a brighter lit area. Itlooked like a shopping complex to. Hens flapped in all directions as I gunned the motor with glee, causing Jean more laughter.Dad was down by the gate scowling: the old khaki army jacket he lived in, so pickled in oil and muck that it had become waterproof. It was turned-up at the collar, giving him the appearance of the hero in ‘Ice Cold in Alex’ that had been on at the cinema recently.Jean and I both laughed spontaneously and as I pulled up alongside of him he issued an instruction, “Before you start on that field Don, stop. She moved around in behind him gradually peeling them down, he lifted his leg permitting her to pull them down from behind. “For God’s sake!” Jane put her hand over her mouth as she spoke, she’d moved back up the bed in front of him.Penny was still enjoying his rhythmic fingering; Jane’s shock seemed to go unnoticed.“Penny! You have just got to see this?” She repeated herself. “Two in the same day, this is just to much!”Penny gripped the bedding each side, pulling herself to a sitting position,.