My life was one of terrible discomfort. My food was always the sweetest and richest food, this maximised my calorie per coin ratio. This left me feeli...g unhealthy and my sleeping places were cold and uncomfortable surfaces. I didn’t cohabitate or relate to anyone, homeless or not. I was entirely self sufficient, I was free to pursue any inclining I could dream up. But as this became my lifestyle I became increasingly depressed. ‘When I found this archaic and damaged book, I was intrigued. I. He pulls out and lets his cock land on my face, and he drags it over my cheek to my lips, and pokes it into my mouth while I was trying to lick her. She squats back and says suck him up so he can fuck my pussy honey. The door is open and all the guys are all watching Roy, as he fucks my mouth till he is hard and then pulls out and put it in my wife's wet pussy. He was slamming his big black cock in and out of her pussy. He took his time pulling too far out many times, letting his cock land on. Can’t help but feel proud of him for doing it. Further goaded by the emptyheaded blonde’s giggling, the stud slams himself into her even harder as he imagines just how wild the sex between her and Aaron must have been…A bare chested, sweat soaked Aaron stands in Danielle’s driveway, pausing for a moment after mowing her lawn. He grabs a bottle of water and takes a swig; after he cools off a little bit, he’ll get the weed whacker from the garage and finish his work for the day. He reflects on. I left mypretending life behind. Or didn't I? After all, I had a new job. Ican't be lazy there now, I need to prove myself. So, I kept pretendingand working. And working. And less crossdressing. None to be precise.It wasn't good. It helped me to feel real. Less fake. Less pretending.I could be me then. Before Christmas, I had two weeks of vacation time,mostly from my overtime. And with that, my life began to changeThree years later I moved again. Back in my hometown. As a new person.As for me..