He took the root of his organ between thumb and forefinger and told me to kneel in front of him. I gasped.She said, "Let's go, sissy Kissy. It's time ...o live up to your name. Squat down. Open those shiny lips."I tried to speak but couldn't. This wasn't what I wanted. Was it? Len was a good looking guy and that was the type I wanted to see my wife with when she cheated on me. And I had fallen deep into my feminine persona. It had even been somehow appealing when it felt sort of like he was. "Stanley Hinch, you're a wonderful man. I think I hurt you earlier on, and I didn't mean to. You are capable of the most important thing; you inspire trust of yourself in me. That's more important than mere physical things, because without that trust you wouldn't get near enough to me to use mere muscles. Now then, no more feeling sorry for yourself, and let me show you just how much I mean this. You're not going to have to do a thing!"With that Anne reached for Stan's waistband. When Stan. "Then there were the 'councilors'. If you didn't think the way they thought you should, you were labeled something, and they moved to 'help' you overcome this seriously wrong thought process. If you resisted or thought they were being stupid about it, you found yourself labeled a 'special ed' student. Sometimes you would be taken out of class, and moved to other classes where you could not 'hurt' others. It was stupid!" I had gotten up and was pacing."I see. Yes, I can see exactly where this. I went to the kitchen. Mom was busy packing lunch for Dad.I told her that I wanted to take a break. She stared at me and just kept working. I came back to my bed and slept again. When I woke up, it was 10.15. Everyone had left home. The maid was finishing her job, mom was watching TV.I refreshed and sat beside mom on the sofa. I was waiting for mom to offer me breakfast. But mom was not looking towards me, neither she asked me anything. I waited for some time, then reluctantly tried to break.