00 pm I removed all my clothes including my underwear and wore only lungi and told him to collect the clothes I removed and soak them for washing the ...ext day giving him hint that I did not wear anything inside my lungi. I told him to sleep near my bed and switched on a bed lamp and pretended sleep. After around 15 minutes chakri slowly rose and came near my bed as I was observing him from my semi closed eyes. He sat on the ground near my bed and called me in soft voice I did not react he. I pulled a Bible from the shelf and turned. She was nose to nose with me. I hadn’t realized that she had followed me. I handed the Bible to her.“This is a nice room.”“Thank you. I like books and always wanted a study room. This seems to work well for me.”“Could we sit here?”I nodded. There was a desk against a wall with a comfortable office chair before it. There was another comfortable chair with an ottoman in the room. She sat. I sat in my desk chair turned to face her.“That is an American. If I go to sleep again, I'll beall Bunni...the only thing left to change is my clitty, er, cock. I wentthrough my dresser, trying to remember what used to be in it. All I canthink of is my skimpy thongs, sexy bras...my nylons...my outfits fordancing, The guys always loved my cop outfit, with my boobs pushing theshirt apart. I can't stop thinking like this...I can hear Davey move onthe couch and think back to what the phone interrupted. I know Ishouldn't feel the way I do, I know I used to be a. As I cleaned myself up I felt confusion, disgust, and guilt again.“What’s going on, FUCK?” I growled at myself and head-butted the door frame.I knocked myself out.*Hours later after I had some sleep.I started questioning myself again.“Am I fag or something but I like girls?”I still fantasized about Gina and having my cock buried balls deep in her pussy, but what about this other shit?“Fuck, fuck, I’m not a fag I like pussy,” I tried telling myself.“Fuck this,” I ranted to myself and decided to.