He wasn't getting his hopes up. He knew she was only talking about an interview at the very best and he wasn't expecting much to come of that.Outside ...he OC, he turned back towards his flat. It was late and starting to get dark. There was a black and white across the road. There seemed to be a lot them about these days. Or maybe he was just attracting attention in some way. A group of four women, arm in arm, talking animatedly were heading towards him, taking up most of the pavement. He had to. I felt so sexy and my legs looked wonderful in them.John waited for me in bed. The lights were down with the only light was from the candles lit around the bedroom. He smiled. "You look so good," he said as he patted the bed next to him. He was only wearing silk boxers and I could see that he was very excited.He had me lay on my stomach so that he could massage my back. "You have been such a good sissy." I moaned as he straddled me to rub my back. He took off his shorts and I could feel his hot. The guy was White with blond hair and light blue eyes. He knew him well. His wife spoke to the girly man nearly everyday. He brought the white four-door Chevy Silverado 1500 to a halt. The five-foot-ten, slim-built brotha with caramel skin that had a warm, earthy undertone hopped out of the truck. “Hey, man! Let me help you!” “Thanks, Antonio,” the five-nine, thick being replied with a gentle smile.“No problem. It’s what we do. Neighbors helping neighbors.” Antonio hefted the giant bag into the. There was only one thing about me that was odd,but that would have been considered a huge thing outside Spiral. InSpiral, no one gave it a second thought or even cared. The fact was,my mom was Twisted and my dad was a normal guy.The doctors say there's a very good chance that I'll become Twisted likemy mom, but they don't know for sure. Going through your twist isn'tsomething that most people look forward to because you never know whatwill happen to you or what you'll become. In fact, it.