When I was about 13 was the first time I completely dressed up. I tookone look in the mirror and knew that I wanted to dress like this forever.As the ...onths passed by I would wear my sister's clothes as much as Icould. I loved how I looked and felt in them. I wasn't very masculine andhad a soft, small body for a boy so the clothes looked great on me. I sowanted to show people how good I looked but knew that it would beimpossible to do so. One night, my best friend was sleeping over my house. We. .Aunty:- haa tum ne muje besharam bana rahe ho naa.. Achaa batao..Me :- aap ke muh se ye shab sunkar naa mera land bhi salami dene laga gai.. Mera land khada ho gaya hai…Ye jane do.. Ab batao kabhi uncle ne aap ki chut ko dekha hai ya use sehlaya hai.. Saat me aap ke dood ko chusa hai..Aunty:- hato baba tum kuch bhi kehte ho ki aap ko mere batose aap kaa o khada ho raha hai… Mera matlab hai ki aap ka land khada ho raha hai… Shi besharam kahi ke … Muje sharam aa rahi hai … Aur uncle ne kabhi bi. ‘The threat to you and my daughter is over. Now we must discuss your intentions toward Erika. From what my wife tells me . . . . . . .’ I didn’t let him finish. ‘Herr von Sturm, I love Erika and she loves me. I plan on asking her to marry me. May I have your permission to do that?’ He leaned back in his seat, and with a look on his face that did not betray what he was thinking, answered me after a few moments. ‘Erika is a very headstrong young woman as by now you know quite well. She would. After all she had just turned seventeen and was getting her driver's license. And the school year was ending. In the weeks ahead of the party we decided to keep it small with just two other adult couples. A few days before the party Leslie informed us she had invited the basketball team. That is, the main five, or the first team, who were all seniors of seventeen or eighteen. I knew she was a cheerleader so I didn't think much of it. Apparently her parents had no problem with it but I did.