But soon enough, I'd be back in my mother's clothesagain, dreaming of being a woman, and again I'd get caught. And eachtime, I told her I was sorry an... I wouldn't do it again, but I alwayscame back for more. I couldn't help myself. No amount of punishment orverbal abuse or shame could keep me from exploring my fantasies and mymother's closet.I just nodded silently, trying hard to keep the tears from flowing.Mom smiled sadly and caressed my cheek lovingly. "I'm not mad at you,honey," she said. . After supper most of the cowboys would sit at the table and listen to Stubby read the newspaper, which at the best of times might be a month or more old. Invariably someone would get a card game going. Lucky walked outside. The evening air smelled sweet, a pleasant change from the dust he had endured for most of the afternoon while they herded the cattle back to the ranch. He looked up at the moon and softly sighed, he was thinking of Rose. He found himself thinking of her more and more often. . meri sansein aur tej tej chalne lagi…. Merei mooh se siskiyan nikalne lagi..aaaah …aaahhh… main aise mehsoos kar rahi thee jaise meri choot mein mere papa ka mota lund aaa aur jaa raha ho…meri choot nei paani chhor diya thaa. Meri ungliyan teji se choot ke ander bahar fisalne lagi theee.. bahut maja aa raha thaaa mujhe aise kar ke … mein mehsoos kar sakti thee ki kisi ladki ko pehli baar apni choot main ungli karte huye jab jhadti hai toh kis tarah ka maja aata hai..aaahh. main byan nahi kar. It didn't seem like so much at first, but the thing just kept escalatin' on us. We pulled inta a town what was all abuzz over a kidnappin'. It seemed that the wife of the owner of the bank had been kidnapped, an' a ransom of $50,000 was demanded.Now, there wasn't no way that the manager of a small town bank was gonna have access ta that much money. Personally, I wondered ifen there wasn't somethin' fishy goin' on. Anyway, the banker was offerin' a reward of $2,000 fer the safe return of his.