The cornbread is good, but the stew melts in my mouth. I almost didn’t have to chew.After dinner Wilbur asked me to come talk with him outside for a...bit.“Joe I know people around here don’t see you as one of us because you aren’t. That isn’t much of a bad thing as you might think. There comes a lot of stuff everyone expects their neighbors to do without needing anyone to ask,” he told me. “Now tomorrow night is New Years and if you don’t have any plans, a lot of the town folk are going to be. The conditions of the auction were that the full price must be transferred into my account by the end of the next day. If not, they forfeited the animals and the ten percent deposit they must provide at the end of the auction to secure the sale.Cora and her relatives had explained the banking system to me. Once I had an account, the teller would issue me with a roll of vellum. They would write the amount and then use a metal stamp to verify the bank the money was stored in.When money was. You will feel weak, pathetic, impotent, degraded.You will lie there for a long time, contemplating what has happened. You will know that you are now a sissy faggot. No turning back. Perhaps that was never an option anyhow. But it will be a pivotal moment in your life.Then you know you have arrived at the nadir of sexual existence. Your destiny.Once you resign yourself to it, life will become a little easier.Welcome to the rest of your life.It is always good to see sissies playing with each. The simple twist of the knob felt like a turning point. She started to turn the knob and then stopped. She realized she was his stain. She was the tawdry little secret he’d never brought himself to touch, but it had been enough to demolish his engagement to Lianna. She turned the knob and entered his room. “Hayden?” she called softly. She didn’t know what to think when she discovered him gone. She blew an exasperated sigh and went toward his bed, deciding to lie and wait for him to come.