I wanted to help my brother, and I couldn’t do that if I was feeling tense.An idea suddenly popped into my head, and I couldn’t shake it: I should...masturbate. I should masturbate in front of my brother. I should masturbate while my brother jerks off in front of him. I should masturbate while watching my brother. I should get myself off while watching my brother’s cock.I tried to dismiss the thought - of course I couldn’t masturbate in front of my brother ... but the more I thought about it, the. I hope not all members of the family are as bigoted about a transsexual in the family as my parents and will give me job. Sincerelty, Phil Angel PS: If you don't get a letter saying my parents have either worked things out or a time where I'll be arriving at the airport, then it means I am probably dead. I hope you can make sure I'm buried in a dress with the name Susan on the tombstone."Susan?" Donna asked."The name I'm going to change to when I get the paper workfilled out and processed.". . and I got the impression you were a very kind man, but you just didn't challenge her, or give her everything she needed. Like Dora, she seems to thrive on drama and making scenes, while like me, you prefer your life to be quiet and peaceful. She's going to miss you some day, but by then I hope some other more appreciative woman is going to realize what a treasure you are and have you long stolen away for herself!"I think she realized then that she had overplayed her hand a little bit and she. I don't think you will be able to drink more than one of them either. You'll be passed out before you finish the first one. I guarantee it." Oh Daddy!" Maggie blushed. "It's really not important what we were betting. It was just a stupid old bet anyway."Bob lifted her chin. "The bet Maggie. What was it? Come on now. Tell me what the bet was. I told you, I am willing to double his offer on the bet."Maggie took a deep breath. Then she looked her Dad in the eyes. "Well, this is kind of embarassing.