I could not miss Friday night, or refrain from fucking. If you are fucked on Friday by other men and later find out that you are pregnant, you wont kn...w who is the father. I prefer not to know who the father is. I dont want to saddle anyone with the responsibility of being the father of my child. After all, anyone who fucks me can reasonably assume that Im protected. Its just that Im unable to forgo the pleasure that I am suddenly experiencing, thanks to Naomi and John. You would not consider. Mom asked me, "Do you feel up to being alone for a while? I'm going to get something for you to wear."'Oh no, I'm naked? I hadn't even noticed that in all of this going on. Of course I'm naked, how else could I have seen how my body looks, stupid.' "Why wouldn't I feel up to being alone? I'm a big boy okay."Mom asked with a confused look, "Boy?" Sorry, I mean big girl Mom."She smiled at my slip of the tongue, "Okay then, now stay in bed, I'll be right back okay?"I nodded, but as soon as she. Susse, watchher play on the swings, help her with a puzzle, or have herhelp me make some cookies. Of course she could lick thebowl.There are other issues as well. It is the fact that evenwith HRT and SRS it is only the best that modern medicinecan do. Even then I am still not genetically female. Thereis no way I will ever give birth. The view in the mirror isstill too masculine. I don?t know if I could ever get ridor my beard or the rug that covers my body. I am too tall.My voice is too deep.. And he used and swapped them out regularly.Mike had only wanted me to prove that Terry didn't have anything on him. He wanted everyone to know that he could take something from Terry. That was why he bought me clothes and took me to places. Terry only had one thing that mattered to him ... ME ... and Mike wanted to show everyone that he could take me from Terry.Over the next few days, things got even crazier. Mike was in the hospital for a long time. He had several operations, but they were.