"What do you mean?" Tracey asked.She sighed heavily. "When you were growing in your mother's womb, a gynecologist told her that her unborn child had ...ore male chromosomes than female. So, when you were born, you were a girl, and he told her that her daughter's vagina would change shape and develop into a penis, and testicles will develop as well. When you were in your teens, she dreaded that it would happen as you never developed big breasts, and so I didn't want you to be teased at school.". Of course I never told him that — you know me by now.I started to avoid him and began dating Steve. It was a conscious move to fight my way back into sanity — Steve being the epitome of sanity. Roger was part of the craziness that almost ruined me — at least that was what I told myself. Fear and guilt made me place the causes of my ruin outside myself. It seemed the shortest way to recovery, so I had to avoid him and everything else connected to the year of disaster. Yes, I guess I was always. They got from her what they could not get at home. Lin learned from an early age that sex could get her a lot of things. Especially sex when secrets were involved. Her own father used her from a very early age and her mom pretended not to notice as her mom had already birthed several k**s and hated sex. He started coming to her room at night and licking and sucking her pussy. In order to get her to let him he would promise to buy her something she wanted. Then in about a year he began fucking. Diane’s apartment was in a very modern high-rise; she had lived here with Amanda for as long as my mother had known her. The slowing of the car had brought everyone around, my mother scrubbed eyes sleepily. “Oh my I have to pee!” exclaimed Amanda as soon as we came to a stop in the driveway, she hurried from the car holding her midriff and looking anxious, “me too” said my mother following suit“Why don’t you all head up first, your big strong son here can help me with the bags” said Diane.