Now go to Tara and the food willbe at the house in an hour." Momma said with me kissing them both onthe cheek as they both walked me to the door with ...omma saying, "Is thejob getting better Cara? When we saw you last you were very tired nowyou look like the old Brooke we love but thinner." I needed a rest and still do, a long one. I took a few days off andlounged around but I'll be okay." I said as they both kissed me as Iwent out the door onto the street and walked back to the Caddy with. But once you have finally found Him, where everything falls into place... when I have found Him who can play my body with His sensitive fingers like a musician plays his instrument... why would I ever want to go back? My one and only desire is to advance further into this wonderful world of pain and submission in order to experience new sensations.A psychologist would probably explain my desires by some traumatic experiences in my childhood. I can honestly say that my childhood was one of. Those same finger tips that had driven me to this point earlier in the night. Soon it wasn’t enough, he began to penetrate me with his hands of steel, and I began to taste his excitement, and I knew he was enjoying this as much as I was. He pulled away from me admiring the glistening wetness that soaked his fingers. He pushed me back onto the bed and lay on top of me. Not in me yet, he rubbed his hardened cock against my wet pussy lips, pressing hard against my clit with each thrust. It was. ?You haven?t been diagnosed with gender whatever,? dad says.?YET,? I retort. ?Will it really change things if I am???You wouldn?t ignore a doctor if Ashley was diagnosed with cancer,would you?? Grandpa asks.?Of course not,? dad snorts.?What about if he was diagnosed with depression?? Grandpa asks.?...I don?t know,? dad mumbles.?Just ?cause it isn?t a physical illness, doesn?t mean it doesn?texist,? grandpa says. ?Same with his gender thingy.? Dad?s silencebrings a smile to my face- he?s lost.