Although I'm fourteen-and-a-half, I look like a twelve-year-old, I swear. It makes me feel so shy sometimes. And I need confidence if I ever want to t...y out for American Idol – you know, stage presence and all that.My voice coach is the only person who doesn't treat me like a little kid. He talks to me like an adult. In fact, he keeps treating me like an adult even when his wife isn't there, so it's more than that he's just trying to be inclusive. And unlike most folks, he doesn't act like I'm. Further details of Thailand came out and my girlfriend directly asked me if I had been fucked by a ladyboi, at that point my mate laughed and said “and by me”. She wanted details and we filled in some, how we had taken ladybois back fucked them and had been fucked by them, concluding with the shower fuck in the morning. The girls became very interested in the details, and my mate asked if we fucked other people and my girlfriend said we had not which was true, however my girlfriend expressed. Next morning, I woke up around 9. Raj was not in the room, when I looked around I found a note. ‘Had some urgent work at the restaurant so I went without informing, I’ll be back by lunch time.’ I got out of the bed, wore my underwear and was about to get freshen up and, the door bell rang. “It has to be Raj, who else could it be. His work must have finished early and he came to surprise me. But I’ll put on the robe, just on safe side.”The door bell rang again, so I went to open the door. I understood, because twelve hours ago she was living in a cardboard box next to an outside exhaust fan, and hoping to live one more day. Now she was being introduced to her new suite of rooms, with a new wardrobe, money in her new purse, and plenty of clothes to wear.I showed her the separate shower and bathtub, and acquainted her with the rain shower head and how to adjust the flow. When I left her, she was silently crying, randomly touching things, and generally letting go of some of her.