"In some ways... I like being a boy, don't get me wrong... but... theclothes.... the makeup... doing sissy things..."She continued to rub his shoulder..., still confused about his genderidentity. "How often do you do this?" As much as I can," he admitted. "It's hard to do so when my mom is home,though."Jessica was still awestruck by the conversation, but thought it wasimportant to keep the connection with him, as part of her responsibility -though other parts of her job description called for. So one day I was walking by my Mom's bedroom and for some reasonI decided to explore. I rarely went into her bedroom and so it was anadventure. When I went in I really didn't know where to start. So Idecided to go through the drawers of her dresser. The top drawer justhad socks in it. The second drawer had her bra and panties, all colorsand different style of panties. I was going though the panties and Igot a strange idea, I had discovered jacking off from talking with somefriends from school. Thank god almighty I got my first choice. But I must find out, I turn to face her, avoiding her eyes. I notice her smile and my heart sinks. She got her first choice, so this is good-bye. She gets up and walks toward me. Well here goes nothing, I suck it up and try to stop the tears. She put her arms around me and told me how happy she was. I forced a smile and told her I was happy for her to. She ruffled my hair, she then showed me her form. I had to double check, were my eyes deceiving me?. ..don't do - "he interrupted me. "Fuck that! Look at the way you dressed bitch!"I was floored. "What? But you – you " Anyone dress like THAT for a black man is a blowjob slut! No doubt!" But you made - " God dammit, suck this shit!" His dick pushed against my lips but I wasn't going to open my mouth. He insisted that I was. He grabbed my head with both hands and anchored it in place. He took his two thumbs and started applying pressure to cheeks. It hurt like hell and my mouth flew open to.