You are a failed man; a mincing, chastised, crossdressing sissy.You will feel weak, pathetic, impotent, degraded.You will lie there for a long time, c...ntemplating what has happened. You will know that you are now a sissy faggot. No turning back. Perhaps that was never an option anyhow. But it will be a pivotal moment in your life.Then you know you have arrived at the nadir of sexual existence. Your destiny.Once you resign yourself to it, life will become a little easier.Welcome to the rest of. ”“Is that how she got cut?” Elizabeth asked noticing that her arm was bleeding. As she got a washcloth and band-aid she thought out loud.“Who in the world would do something like this? Jamie what have we done that has caused all this?”“I don’t know mom, but somebody is definitely trying to make a point. This happened at the same place Dr Billy’s tires were shot out.”Later that night after everyone else had gone to bed Jamie picked up the phone and called Sloan.“Hey Sloan, it’s me Jamie. I hope. But they were running late. They always left early, in the weekdays,to go to work and leave Shelly in charge of us to go to school. But that morning Shelly had an exam to do and catch the bus. She told us to move it butSamantha was still in the bathroom. Samantha and me always walked to our private school together wich was not far from our house. So Shelly looked at her watch and told me to take care of Sammy and head for school. Shelly left us alone,wich wasn't the first time. I started to. Her bare feet moved quickly as she skipped across the cold wooden flooring. Approaching the entrance to the cellar, she noted the slight crack of light emanating from under the door. As she crept down the stairs her ears picked up the sound of fingers furiously striking keys. Making her way down the steps into the cellar, the puddles of light from the two lamps in the subterranean living space cast a strange, almost eerie glow around the objects occupying the space. In the far corner was the.