"So? What? You fucking got me in trouble in third period by texting me you douche!" Jacob stormed in, throwing his basketball at me full force before ...hrowing himself down hard on my bed and covering his head with a pillow. "Wait for it." I said, swatting the ball only to have it manage to get me in the side anyway, leaving a large red circle on my bare skin. "Chris needs to be here." Chris was 14 and still in 8th, and thus still on his way home for the next ten or so minutes. "Fucking wait for. I can still remember the erotic feeling as I ran my hands over her warm skin. Without a word she led me toward the bathroom. The bathtub was almost full and as she leaned forward to turn the water off she gave me a beautiful view of her dark labia and anus. It was, I realized, the first time since I had known her, I had deliberately looked at her anus and it stirred within me an immediate desired to possess her anally – yet I knew I would have to be patient because with Pooja, that was. ." but he was already moving past me and into the living room."Who lives here?" he spat out, looking around the room.Shit, here it comes. I just starred at the back of his head until he Turned around. I need to stand up to him, "A friend of mine. Look you found me, I'm fine, now you need to leave John. Shit, I'll call you tomorrow." I tried not sounding whinny, but I was - so much forstanding up to him."Mikey, this isn't like you man. Who lives here?" A friend of mine, all right. Can we leave. More than once they sendembarrassing comments about how lovely I look or fuss with the dress. Ibriefly notice one of them groping my fake breasts and shaking them forthe amusement of her fellows. Even so, all I can do is stare mortifiedthat I was so easily feminized by the aunt I so despised.I hang my head in shame and humiliation. No doubt I hadn't any need forthe blush they applied."Alright, Aunt Claire. You win. I'm as pretty a bride as you could makeme. Now can you please get this stuff off.