I wear my hair down and put in my favourite gold hoop earrings.I spray some perfume on my body then put the dress on.I look in the mirror, oh my gosh ...hey're all going to freak at work.Jenny and the girls are going to accuse me of lying to them, playingdown the lunch. Well, changing one's mind a a femmy boys' perogative,isn't it?They all know, who I'm dressed up for and where I'm going at lunch.My intentions could not be clearer.The dress just screams: "Yes, I want to be your lover Beryl."I go. ." I paid attention to the buzzing, waiting to find out when it was the loudest, and at the right moment, I managed to open the door a crack and peek in. Suddenly, I saw her on the toilet, facing the door with her legs wide open and a large pink vibrator sliding in and out of her slightly hairy pussy. Her eyes were closed, so she couldn't see me but I just listened to the vibrating and slipped into the bathroom calmly. She didn't open her eyes until she heard the slight click of the door. I felt only like a weak link. Somewhat curses with homesexuality, fur affinity, exhibitionizm, masochizm, et cetera. I don't believe in the devil but what demons are in my unlucky heart? That was the way I was thinking all along. It used to be some cruel years till I would realize the only devil was me. When I were so stupid to punish myself for what I am, there's no-one left that I could blame, right? I can't really fight my feeling of, well, that my younger brothers and sisters, that's most. Soon enough he was out cold on the couch. I decided that this was my chance to go and pay a visit to his mom.I krept into her room and saw her sleeping on the bed. I decided that I would try to wake her up to see waht would happen. I went and tried to wake her up but she was out like a light. I shook her hard by trhe shoulders but she did not move at all. I then decided to slip her pajamas off and look at her in her underwear. I carefully unbottoned her pajamas and revealed her bra underneath..