Too late. Wife was gone. House was gone. Couldn't get ajob. Got depressed. Couldn't afford much, except maybe some crack. Mademe forget how lousy I fe...t about everything else. Made me forget I wantedanything else. Just crack. Good ol' crack."Aw shit, don't look at me like that! I dropped out, don't you see? Theonly way to fight back is not to give a shit, so I don't. Gets a littletough at times, but I manage. Stay outta shelters. There's sick people inthose places. I'm not sick, not like that.. Finally I thought now all I need to do is get through work and I can go home, or maybe I can stop at Emma’s house for a quick taste of her sweet pussy. Emma was still on my mind as I left Mrs. Roads classroom and went to the library to meet my first client. After a quick trip to my locker I was walking through the library trying not to attract the attention of Miss. Marts, the librarian, as I slipped into the small bathroom at the back of the biography section. Once inside I leaned against the. She said the roads were horrible and the snow plows were having trouble keeping up with all the snow. Mom usually gets home around 5p.m. and it was now 6 and I was begining to worry. I was watching the news when the door flew open and mom crashed through the door. She was covered in snow as she shivered and shook closing the door behind her. She was dressed in a long winter jacket but only a dress ,nylons and high heeled boots that came up to just below her knees underneath. I told her that I. "I liked the way they looked, but they didn't go far enough, They left traces of their gender since they were, after all, after lesbians. I wanted to go all the way. I had always wanted a man's body and had always wondered what I would be like with a hard, flat, muscled body. So that's what I set about getting," Ashley continued. "It wasn't easy or cheap. My dad, who died when I was twelve, left me a very large inheritance which I came into when I reached eighteen. I began as soon as I left.