. anyway. My third night out, I went to sleep in mytent and woke up -- somewhere else."I was lying on a bed or stretcher or something. I was naked, ...ith nosheet or blanket or anything, but the place was warm enough that Ididn't feel cold. I had an oxygen cannula in my nose, an IV in myarm, and a catheter in my penis, and there was some kind of apparatusstrapped to my head -- I couldn't see what it looked like. And Icouldn't move, though there weren't any visible restraints. My bodyjust. Each time that I failed to act like a girl I was punished by not being allowed to take my capsule on time. The pain was so intense that I would beg to be allowed to take my capsule and would promise to be a good "girl" in future. They would make me tell them who and what I was, "Susan, a girl called Susan"Gradually my cooperation became automatic and I reconciled myself to the fact that I was becoming a woman.I was no longer locked in my room of a night but allowed to come and go as I pleased.. My friends used to share porn magazines and erotic sex stories. On the other hand, my wife comes from a remote village of Orissa close to Bartoli. She is a bit reserved, she has studied till 12th standard and is very traditional. She has never disobeyed me or argues with me. Ours is an arranged marriage, we got married 8 years ago and have a 7-year-old son. We live in a 2 bedroom house and for a living, we are running a few grocery shops which has been our family business.My father-in-law is a. ” Of course, that would make me feel ten feet tall. Even though she put on a show, Aunt Sue wasn’t really concerned about it and never told Mom. Despite her mock scolding about my drinking beer, Aunt Sue and I became good friends. She insisted that I call her simply “Sue,” that “Aunt Sue” was way too formal. She laughed, her face turning a little red, and said if we were going to sleep in the same bed, we should at least be on a first-name basis. With respect to sleeping in the same bed, I have.