When she looked around as she hung in her chute, she saw that the remaining two tanks had broken off their attack and were moving to intercept her as ...he fell toward the open field. Her wingman got one before the third one reached her. Then, he broke off his attack when he saw that the remaining vehicle had reached her position. As her wingman circled helplessly overhead, the uniformed men who had been riding on the tank grabbed her at gun point and put her on the back of the tank. Then the. None of them could change what had happened to me, or erase those images from Jim's brain.After Jim moved out I stayed in the house for a while. I was still so embarrassed that I couldn't even bring myself to shop in town. I had to drive sixty miles for a quart of milk.I eventually went back to work, but only for one day. My co-workers, the people who had once been my friends now looked at me like an alien that had escaped from Area 51. They weren't openly hostile. But it was obvious that they. I had no more masculinity left to me, I knew.This man had taken way my penis when he gave me skirts and panties towear. I stood up and looked up at him as he smiled his superioritydown at me. I placed my hands on his shoulders, and I stood up on mytippy toes, and I lightly kissed his lips. He knew that I was thankinghim for making me realise that I was an effeminated boy slut whobelonged in pretty knee length hems, and silkened panties, like a realgirl does.He grasped my hips, and turned me so. Especially back then. And I knew what would happen if I told you or Mom now that I wanted to get pregnant. You'd both go into speeches about college and my future and all that stuff, when all I really want is to raise apples and your babies. She closed her eyes for a couple of seconds and opened them again. "Our babies," she corrected herself.I just stared at her, unable to say much. I think that's because I was very conflicted about all this. Part of me was about to yell "Hell YES you need to.