"I don't want to be a whore." Who does?" Kyle asked with a soft laugh, but it didn't cheer me up.They were the two prettiest boys in school and I mean...pretty the way it sounds. All the cheerleader's boyfriends were cute and none of them were manly as Stacy probably defined the word, but the three of us were definitely pretty and now I was trying to be a girl. Kyle wanted to be a girl too, I could tell. As soon as he'd seen me dressed that morning, he hadn't been able to take his eyes off me.. I also have no idea what hell you went through after with those other guys. What I do know is that it only makes you human.” He paused for a second. “I’m not Shawn, and I’m not those other guys. I understand that you don’t want to get hurt and I promise you I will do everything I can to make sure THAT doesn’t happen. I would never dream of hurting you, I would never ever cheat, and I’m not interested in sleeping with you and leaving.” He pulled my hand slightly to get me to make eye contact. “I. - Three!- Four!- Five!Sveta could not stand and and screamed softly. It seemed to her that aunt Marina strikes a little more often than at one time uncle Andrey.- Six.- Seven!- Aw!- Eight!- Oh !!!- Nine!- Aauu !!!- Marina, be slowly !!! - suddenly said grandfather. So you can spoil the c***d.- Ten!- Aw!- Eleven!- Oooh!- Twelve!- Ay ... yay yay yay aah!Aunt Marina methodically continued to smack poor Sveta’s ass. The ass was very burned and new portions of rods continued to pour on it. Sveta. I was in the grocery store with my mom when an older man came up to me and asked "Hey baby, you got a license for those guns?" I was confused and told him "no". He laughed and squeezed my breasts making a honking noise and left me.But enough about my breasts, the sixth grade was so much fun. My teacher was nice, she taught me plenty of things my first day, not all the boys were staring at me, mostly the older boys I passed on the way to class. But I was used to staring by then.One day, a few.