I dug my cell out of the pocket of those jeans. Called Daddy. Then Walker.The police medic reset my nose with one painful, sharp crack. She then packe... it. Said “Hairline fractures. It’ll hurt and you’ll look like hell for a few days. Technicolor bruises.”“Thanks.” My voice sounded so nasally. I could live with that.She carefully, slowly, cleaned my left hand and wrist. Applied a disinfectant that stung like hell. Applied three butterfly bandages and wrapped everything in soft gauze, then taped. When i reached her house she wasnt home so i opened the door with the spare key she had shown only to me and settled myself on the couch and started surfing channels.it wasnt long before the bell rang and i saw her boyfriend standing at the door. So i brought him in and went back to whr i was sitting. It seems she had invited both of us to dinner. But that was a wrong move as he had already made a pass at me a few times. But i liked him as he was Just the kind of guy i like. with tall and. At one point he mumbled that mum never really liked sucking him. I decided to give him the full treatment. As he got close to cumming he told me to stop but I sucked harder and he realised I wasn’t stopping. He began to furiously lick me and as he exploded in my mouth I did the same to him. We came together and it was so wonderful. After we stopped he was so excited. “God honey your mother never would have done that” he gushed. I smiled and licked my lips “I guessed that daddy” I said, using my. I couldn’t tell you of my past because it wasn’t there, no memory.”“They told me before transition at the dairy I would not remember them anymore, ever, after they were gone. I begged them not to take my memories away because that would have killed my will. They were conciliatory a bit and I did remember some things vaguely more dream like than anything. And over time my memories faded more I think just naturally like anybody’s would.“And I met you in Europe when I was in the Army. You know. If.