I looked at her and said mom I don't mind fucking women but men don't do anything for me, mom tells me that I need to bring my true inner heart to the...surface and that control of everyone that will be good to me.I looked oddly at her and said Mom I don't like to think about being with a man.Mom told my that my father didn't like being with men eather then I asked her why was he in control of men if he didn't like being with them.Mom told me that dad did them to show them that he was content. "Come on, come onbitch. Yes, a little more, a little more!" he said as he watched thebulbous reddish purple glans begin to cleave Brian's tight rosebudopening forcing it to stretch open and then stretch wide and then widerstill!Brian blubbered and gasped into the gag then writhed on the bed strainingat the creaking leather straps, his feminized legs forced high and wideinto the air could only twitch as Tom continued. And all the whileBettie held his head and held his eyelids open to force him. But I had days off and this was a day off. I had saved money for school, but I had a little extra and I found this wonderful white linen summer dress. I loved it, it was one of the first dresses I felt really pretty in, really pretty. And I went for a walk in the park, spent the time visiting the zoo and the gardens. I met a boy. ‘He was nineteen also, he hadn’t gone to college, he had a good paying job and it was his day off. I could tell right away that he liked me, and I liked him. His name. Shiggie would pitch out of turn again, whether or not the Yankees won, because otherwise we were in danger of being forced into a one-game playoff.Any such playoff game would be held in New York.Well, bless their pea-pickin' hearts, Tampa Bay beat the Yankees again, 7-6 in 14 innings. We were already on the field during pre-game prep in Toronto, getting periodic reports of the Yankee game from the clubhouse boy.Now all we had to do was win one more.Shiggie wasn't spectacular. His arm was.