Now she was in her panty. I started to soap her body slowly and softly. First I put soap on her hands than on her beautiful white legs than I kiss her...stomach and put soap on her stomach.Now I purposely pinched her one side of stomach and she shouted ahhhh … and hugged me tight. Now her boobs were toughing my chest. It was really the best feeling ever. I kissed her neck and moved my tongue on her neck and then I put soap on her neck now I started to suck her boobs. She was moaning ahhhh…. Ohhh. Some of them were virgins before they went out with me, but it was a very rare thing for a guy I dated to be a virgin afterwards.My next birthday was a major event. Mum organised a family and close friends birthday party for me at home, but it was the night before that I had my real birthday party. Angela told me she had organised a party for me at David's house. His parents were away so it was the perfect place. It was a long way but Angela's dad drove us there and told us he would pick us up. I had been concentrating on applying my makeup and was amazingly, feeling a shimmer of pride in my efforts! What the fuck was wrong with me! I had also referred to myself as 'SHE' in a number of my thoughts and more disturbingly had subconsciously thought of: 'MY makeup!' 'MY clothes!' and 'MY shoes!' What the fuck was happening to me! Was I turning into some kind of willing participant in this sick, fucked world that Eddie had created inside this prison!I bought myself back to reality by. You doctors are *so* busy and my file must be five inches thick by now. What I mean by "wet" is, well, several things.Well, yes, since you ask, urinary incontinence. I have to wear these incontinent diapers for it, because I just can't hold it when I cough, or when I laugh, or anything. I *wish* I had lost my sense of humor, doctor, but I laugh very easily, and always have. I'm *very* ticklish, for instance. But in a way, that's the least of it. At least a lot of people have urinary.