I steadily progressed to include nylons, slips and even girdles! I loved trying on new things as often as possible.By the time I reached thirteen I wa... dressing from head to toe. Being the oldest, and only "boy" in the family, I was now able to stay home alone for a weekend while the family went to visit relatives out of town. As soon as they left I would go into my mom's room and get started. First I would put on a black garter belt and sit on the bed to roll nylons on to my smooth legs.. The lights went out.I was going to be sold. For what? As an exibit? As a sex slave? For both?Did anybody know where I was? I didn't know where I was. And poor Mike.To have this forced upon him to be sold. He shouldn't even be here. He'shere because of me. I felt the tears run down my face as I quietly criedto myself.I don't know how long it had been. It could have been minutes, it couldhave been hours, when I heard stirring from Mike's cage."Mike?"I got a quiet growl in return."Mike, it's. Found out a few weeks later that the black guy we didn't know was a friend of Tyronnes from L.A., he was here on business and Tyronne had told him about mom, sent him to house after calling dad. I heard my dad and John talking a couple days later that they were worried about the guy from LA, both thought mom was a payment to him from Tyronne for some deal of something bad. Don't think anything came of it and never saw guy again, I did see Tyronne at house a few weeks later, I had gotten sick at. So nazia asked me about my life and all and I also asked about nazia life, she is being married for 3 years and now teaching in a school and having a good life. We exchange our number and gone to our destinations.That whole night I was thinking about nazia, next day I just give her a call and said I am near to ur school should I pick her up, she agreed and we went to a restaurant for lunch, she said can we again start sharing poetry I said sure, but we need a peace full place for that she said.