I knew I liked being girly but I really thought all teen age boys were like me. Always being a pretty-boy girls always came my way but they all end th... same I get hurt because just like a girl I lack self esteem and I'm not controlling enough. Also I lack the testosterone to compete with other Men and now that older and I realized that I'm terrified of women. And eventhough Ive had some gay experiments I thought I was straight Men were not that attractive too me, until I was incarcerated for a. Let me introduce you to Madame Alysia.”She opened the back door, and we entered room where several women worked on dresses. Enchanted looms moved by themselves, and they altered the dresses by slicing open and reweaving the fabric. Mabel called an elegantly dressed older woman over.“Madame Alysia, this woman would like a dress that displays the body and doesn’t restrict movement.”Alysia showed me several outfits, but I didn’t like any of them, all were far more conservative than I wanted.. She hated it and that word, “hated” it was just the beginning of it all “Just shut the fuck up about that,” she said again to her sister. “Do you have any idea how much I’ve hated your body all these years? Do you Tiff? Huh, do you have any idea how much I have hated your figure? Well God fuck sister,” she went on to add and not even thinking about the fact that she cussed right in front of her pious older sister. “I could tell you stories on top of stories,” and finally she turned her head to. She would stop every few seconds to ask me bizarre questions."Did she suck you?" Yes, a little bit" I answered. "How did you fuck her? I want the details." You don't really hear that?" I couldn't understand why she would want to know. "Yes I do, tell me." She insisted and went then back to sucking me. So I told her everything. It seemed to excite her and it certainly was fun if not very bizarre for me to talk about it. I told her how Jenna had snuck into bed with me, got on top of me, kissed.