I knew, that despite all my efforts, the house, cars, and wife, that I would never be part of society. Not without my book of dirty little secrets. Oh...my dear, dear, Diary, I have such a nice one. If you recall back into my teenage years, I would sneak into my older sisters room and touch her in her sleep. It has always. been a rush. To feel my heart beating out of my chest as my curious hands gingerly explored her flesh. I would come so hard, knowing that at any moment, she could wake up, and. My thanks to ErikThread and DaveT for their editing skills and technical advice. * I have an active imagination. I’m not sure if it’s hereditary or just one of those things that comes with being a healthy, heterosexual, perpetually horny Chinese-American man. I keep having this vision. Sometimes it appears during my sleep, and sometimes during the day when I lose focus on what I’m doing and start to daydream. The dream is a woman, of course, naked, standing on a sandy beach, the hot sun. The church was about two thirds full. There were about three rows of Navy uniforms. It was 9:50."Brace yourself. It'll be over in but a few minutes." Thank you, Gordy. You know this is all your fault. You got me into this. But, damn you, I don't think I'll ever regret it." Just watch that first step." That's already behind me."The minister signalled to me. "Here we go."Just as we reached the front, the organist switched to Mendelsson. I turned to catch sight of Willy and her father coming down. I just love the lace trim," Ilooked into his eyes as I presented him with the compliments."Mother shaved them for me last night when I was bathing. She did myunderarms, too," Kylie spoke up. "She said I must learn all the things girlshave to do that boys don't so I will see how lucky I really am to be a boy." It certainly does take considerable effort to look beautiful and feminine,but I for one find it more of pleasure than a chore while performing mybeauty rituals. How about you?" I asked.He.