Partly because I want the dimensions to be able to diverge more so I can see what happens when the ideas I have are put into action, and partly becaus... I don't want you to follow me. The Universe isn't big enough for two gods, let alone millions of them. My path to godhood is now closed to 'everyone', whether human or any other minded species. Joining me in godhood will be by invitation only.Fictional stories usual end with: " ... and they lived happily ever after." This is my autobiography. I finished the chapter I was reading while I waited for Mom to anesthetize herself. It took awhile, but eventually I heard her snoring softly, and I knew it was time to go. I put on one of my favorite 'little girl' outfits, a striped skirt that barely covered my cute little tush, and an old Disney World T-shirt that was a size too big for me. I really like that skirt, not just because it lets me show off my legs and butt, but because it has deep pockets. I'm kinda small for my age, and when I. A dirty little cock whore! That's what we'll call the video! Because that's what you are. No more airs and graces and no more miss hoighty toighty. You'll know what we all know. You're a slut and whore for men!” He was laughing. A nasty evil laugh. The laugh of a man who sees women as submissive and as nothing more than pieces of fuck meat!I was humiliated, scared, distraught and so many other emotions were running through me. But I was also powerless. I couldn't fight this man. I should have.. But it didn't deter playingwith nudity outside much at all, not after a few weeks to forget. Unlike things like playing with fire which could hurt someone, therewas no good reason given for not doing it. It was wrong, that wasall. What it meant to me was that our parents would punish me if Igot caught but there was no other reason. It seemed like such fun, soall I had to do was make sure that we were far enough from home not toget caught again. I'm sure that wasn't the lesson Dad intended,.