Now we'd go into St. Louis against a very strong club, and we had only a 11⁄2 game margin over the Yankees in our Division.We lost both games to the...Cardinals, and we lost 'em real bad. The scores were 12-4 and 17-2, and Paul Warren was so angry with his pitching staff that if somebody had handed him a machete, he'd have probably severed a few arms. You could tell he was fuming, all the way to the airport and even after we were on the plane, heading for home.If we made the post-season -- if,. “No seriously!” he blushed and stifled a giggle. He turned around, hands on his hips and tapped his foot.“Seriously? If you had make up and some tits you would probably fool me” I said earnestly. “You really think so?” “Yeah why though? Do you wanna become a girl or something?” “Well…sorta. Not full on just you know some implants and I’d start dressing like a girl every day.” “Is that so…” “You don’t think it’s a dumb idea or anything do you? Like I’d make an ugly chick?” “Hell no! Shit I’d. My Mama g is having 3 children’s two boys and one girl. Her one brother is younger & one is elder to her. She is very intelligent in studies. She has done m.a in Economics. As from the child hood we all r very close to each other. As most of the time she used to stay with us in CHD. She is very open to me & she used to say that “you are my innocent brother”. Some time she ask about my relation with any girl & is I ever do something with any one. I told her no Never. After completing her. The worst sort of dirty too, as if I'd never be clean again. This was bad and I felt like I was going to throw up. A wave of nausea filled me and I gagged on the bile in my throat. I coughed and rolled over, getting on my hands and knees and ready to retch on the caret if I had to. I needed the bathroom. I had to try and clean myself. I couldn't believe I'd actually cum and all those good feelings were gone as if I'd only dreamt them. I felt disgusted with myself and I prayed that nobody would.