" I nodded and said thank you, as I resumed taking armfuls of clothes from the box and relocating them to my dresser drawers. I couldn't believe I'd b... wearing skirts and bras and panties all the time now. I wondered how long it would be before he'd let me dress like a boy again. My little encased penis twitched at the realization that he was turning me into a girl and I had no say in it. My life was no longer mine to determine, and although it made me a bit nervous about the future, it was an. The door bell rang and it was her.The maid saw me through the grill and was shocked to see my chest and biceps. (I was a regular gym member). Reshma was lost in my body for a minute. Then she came in and noticed my hard cock under the towel. She said, “Bhaiya, aap aaj fir aise bethe ho, please aisa mat kia karo”.I said, “Kyu tum roz roz itni hot dikh sakti ho toh meh kyu nahi?”She laughed and said, “Aapka humesha hi khada rehta hai kya?” and then I slowly unwrapped the towel. I was looking at. The two of them were immigrants from Chechnya. Their backgrounds were unknown, and of a highly questionable nature. Most likely they were still involved with the Eastern European mob. Also the most likely perpetrators of my beat down.I spent the next ten days sorting them out in my head, while I healed. That wasn’t the only thing that was going on in my life. For one thing Thia continued to rattle my cage about retiring.“Damn it, Daddy you need to get the hell out of whatever kind of business. .. how you became pregnant and had his baby, a boy. How your mother finally left, unable to bear the thoughts that her own daughter..." Don't, Betty, please don't..." ... and how you bore him a second child, a daughter." Betty, don't..." Then your father continued to screw you. And you loved it, didn't you Veronica?"The mulatto stood mute, the memories cutting into her, opening the wounds afresh."I said, didn't you, Veronica?" ... Yes!" exclaimed the broken woman."But you caught him screwing.