I was hot and tired, despite the chill of the evening air. I put my tools and water can away, and stood above the grave, looking over the view."Well, ...om, you made the final sacrifice. You left me richer for having known you. While it was only a short time for me, you have known me longer. I promise, I will not let you down," I said quietly to the grave.It took a little longer getting back, as it was a bit darker. The clouds obscured the moon. I pulled my jeep up next to the town car. I looked. But eventually you become who you are meant to be. For a gurl it’s becoming a sissy slut.It became so obvious to you when, no matter how hard you tried, you kept finding yourself thinking of cock. Not just sucking it like a fag boy, but being fucked as a sexy gurl! When you watched porn you imagined yourself the girl. You watched the GGs on the screen and wished you were in their place and not the man fucking her. Especially interracial porn. You so long to be the white slut being pounded by. He did not want to seem like a tharki. Hence, we both continued to chat normally on WhatsApp. The desires kept building through our chats and a girl always knows when she is not going to strike out. The moment I got a sense that bobby was drawn to me, I got more creative with my chats with him. I would send him pictures of me getting ready and ask him to choose which outfit was best. He would comply and do not once ask me what the hell I was up to. This gave me more confidence until I could not. “Here’s twenty kid; four ain’t gonna be enough for a horny young kid like you. Next time you bring more cash.” Joey held out his hand to his uncle. “Can we have a few more Unk? We’ve had a bum night.” “Ain’t my problem.” Joey led me towards the back of the store, past rows and rows of magazines. Several of the rows had what I assumed were gay magazines, since they had only men on the covers, with huge hard cocks that were spurting cum, or buried in other men’s mouths, or sunk half-way into.