Actually, my attitude probably helped me play football better, because now I had a nice, legal outlet for the mayhem I wanted to inflict. I hit harder...in practice and during games, and jumped back up and asked for more if I was knocked down.Micki began dressing a little more conservatively, and stopped hitting on other guys, seemingly having learned her lesson. On the other hand, she turned her not inconsiderable charms in my direction, trying to convince me through her sexual skills to be her. As I got older I quickly realized it wasn't considered cute any more and in fact there was something wrong with any boy who dressed as a little girl and boys just don't do that. These types of comments were commonplace. A boy is expected to be a boy and girls are supposed to do girl things and that was that. Many times the comments went something like this... you don't want to do that it's a girly thing or stop that you're a boy... So needless to say my dress up days ended around the time of. ..i didnt want to be a girl for him''stupid boy yo u think i cant see you''''ahhhh nooooo''i ran and he caught me , throw me on the grass and i crawl looking back at him catchiong me legs''noooooo''''no one will help you girly boy''my pants removed i stood up and he punched me , u fell down dizzy m stomach hurting badhe lift my face sit on me my hands lift over my head and he plunged his fat black cock in my mouth''there we go little thief opem up, im going to turn your holes into my cum. Aur mene maa ka padar nikala jaise he padar nikala maa ke bade bade boobs ko dekha ke me maa ke boobs pe aise tut pada jaise koi ladka maa ka dudha pina chahata hai or me boobs chusata raha chusata raha kuch der bad maa bole ke ashish khujali udhar nahe edhar he ye kam karo or me maa ke chut ko apane hathe se sahalane laga or jaise he mene maa ke chut me ugali dali maa ne susu kar de or bole wo wo wo or mene apana lund maa ke chut me dala maa bole jor se bete jor se me jor se shot lagane laga.