I apologised that I didn't really understand what he wastelling me. After a moment of silence and awkwardness he eventuallystunned me by telling me "m...dically you are really 99% female". I don'tremember anything else that was said to me, mum burst into tears andboth mum and dad wrapped their arms around me. I walked into thehospital a 14 year old young man; brash, athletic, confident, and livingup to my parent's expectations, how was I expected to walk out of thehospital and understand I was. She starts to build up speed and Chris begins to fuck the other end of the toy that is buried in her. Chris also feels it leaving the safe haven of her throbbing pussy to then return and send another electric shock of pleasure from her toes to her head and back down again. Dawn and Chris get into a good rhythm as then continue to slide the full length of their dripping wet pussies up and down their end of the toy. Moans and screams of pleasure are filling the room as they both move ever closer. I showed her the razor blades I had bought. And the bottle of sleeping pills. It was the only weapon I had and she knew it. At first she tried to convince me I wouldn't dare. But we both know each other too well to take a risk."Myriam smiled weakly. The schizophrenia of her story made me reel — it felt like vertigo. My voice was almost a whisper. "You seriously considered suicide?"Her eyes focused. "Yes. I felt that my life was being taken away from me. My only weapon was self-destruction. It. Nippers can dress af’er classes are over. Tha’s a ‘iny benefi’; ‘he dawms are so close by ‘ha’ mos’ nippers wind up comin’ over starkers from ‘he dawms so ‘hey don’ ‘ave ‘o do ‘he public strippin’ each day.”Jess grinned. “Oi, no. Kids can dress after classes are over. That’s a tiny benefit; the dorms are so close by that most kids wind up coming over starkers from the dorms so they don’t have to do the public stripping each day.”Lynette recalled a comment Jess had made earlier. “Jess, you said.