He even told me not to talk to the boys at school – I had to ignore their ardent attempts to befriend me, being very careful to avoid eye contact. M... younger brother used to spy on me, and he would tell Dad if I broke his rules in any way.I particularly enjoyed the Gender Identity classes at school – they taught me that there was a gay gene – that being gay was genetic rather than as a result of life experiences. This struck a chord with me because I wasn’t attracted to boys – women are much. Uncle Bert’s programming given to me by Andy had reinforced it. Still, I was under siege from the raw power Cathy threw at me. I felt as though I was encased in plastic wound tightly around my body. I fought to focus, to control my own mind. Suddenly, the plastic fell away. I could breathe and the air even smelled fresher. My concentration had won. I felt no sexual urges at all and my cock was soft and quiet in my trousers.I opened my eyes to see Mary unfastening Cathy’s collar.“Mary! What are. "JJ reluctantly crawled from the bed and walked to the phone, "yes," he said.Alice watched his expressions as he listened on the telephone, smiling at him and rubbing her breast with one hand while tugging on a nipple with the other, teasing him. He listened for half a minute and responded, "Yes," and remained listening, his eyes watching his wife-to-be as she was tormenting him by putting a finger inside her pussy and working it back and forth, slowly finger fucking herself.Further, into the. I could have left my envelope with $500 and taken the legal papers and that would have been that. Mission accomplished. But I hadn't seen or talked to Joanie for six or seven years. I viewed it as a training opportunity to prepare me when Annie got older. I left Harriett's envelope in place. "I really need to see her."Joanie spun, the hem of her short skirt flirting with her waist. "Get out!" She pointed an accusing finger. "You've got your nerve, coming to our house. Where to you normally.