”“No, come on, mate. What is it?”“Well, there was this rumour going round at school.”“What about?”“Well, according to Paul Owens and L...e Butler…”“What? Those two pricks?”“Yeah, well, according to them, you…”“What?“Well, they reckoned you fancied me.”“Fuck off!”I went bright red coz I did fancy him and now I’d gone bright red I just wanted to get up and leave. I couldn’t just sit there and let Liam see me blushing like this so I got up.“I’m going for a piss.”I went to the toilets. Fuck. There. He was really afraid of her. She could tell from his eyes thathe was more than afraid. He was in paralyzed with terror.She looked at the boy as she backed away from him. She said to him. "Itis OK, I am not going to hurt you. I just need your statement and thenwe can help you."He said in a small trembling voice. "I think this is mistake. I shouldleave."He was still looking at the woman like he was afraid she was going tohurt him. But He even sounded like a girl. What happened to this boy?She. Its who you were born to be. Most gurls have always known they weren’t “real men”. Even as k**s they felt their true feminine persona coming out. Many have spent years trying to hide it, pretending to be “macho” and masculine but knowing deep down they were just putting on a front. It was a front they could not maintain. Some recognize who they are early on and give in. 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. Steph w loving his bulging almost fireman like muscle and his tight sweaty clothing was really turning her on, causing herself to become ‘sweaty’. In her bedroom she fumbled over to her draw to find a little tube of cooling sensation gel and put some of her fingers which promptly went to a place of serenity and deep fulfilled joy. The cool working wonders to heighten the effects.Whether Steph realised it or not though, her dream was not entirely staying in her head. Her hand was downstairs.