"I....AM.......A.....MAN! You got that!" Aiden demanded. "Kimberly, I neverstopped being a man, and inside all of this, I am a real man regardlessof w...at happened to me. Do you think I enjoyed wearing all of that laceand frills looking like a woman for those modeling photoshoots. Theentire known world seeing my image, believing I was a woman, one of themost sexist and famous female models. Modeling with the real women, themregarding me as a woman, it was humiliating. Having to accept. I washed her cum off both of our legs, feet, and my dick. Then drained the tub. I left her sitting in the tub, while I dried myself. Then dried her off, and carried her to her bed.I got dressed, and got to cleaning everything. I brought her shirt up to her room, and checked on her. She was still out cold. I tossed the couch out into the back yard, and found an ax in the shed. So I set to chopping it up into bits, and stacking the wood and upholstery near the fire pit to burn later. I took all. I visited Kristen's family on our spring break.The time with her was lovely. Her family treated me kindly. On the other hand, her closeness was a constant provocation, and there was no way to relieve that provocation in that house. The last day before we left, her mother took Kristen aside for a very private chat. Kristen wouldn't tell me what it was about, although she looked a little amused when I mentioned it on the bus. We couldn't really talk there, though. We were surrounded by strangers. " Dad, no! Please. No," my voice was rising in intensity, "But Ithought she was having pains off and on all day." Nothing compared to the one she got after watching yourperformance."I knew he was hurting and was probably just hitting out as aresponse to the trauma of the day, but it was sending me into aspiral of despair. "Why are you telling me this? What do you wantme to do?" I cried.He gave a mirthless smile, "I have no idea since you are going todo what suits yourself anyway, aren't.