“Fifteen. Thank you for teaching my cunt.”“Now,” I say as you feel the straps around your thighs being undone. “Do you remember what lesson ...e’re still working on?”“Slut’s throat needs more training.”“That’s right. Get in position.”You flip over and put your head close to the edge of the bed as you’ve been taught, leaning your head down, the back of your head supported by the mattress, your legs bent so your feet are on the bed, wide apart. You feel the blood rushing into your head again as you. It was a blur as a torrent of other issues that I didn'tknow anything about raced through my mind, yet I could not stop, notonce I said that I wanted to be a girl full time.Nana and I sat there for a while, then she got us some sodas. I satthere sipping on my drink, trying to think of a way that I could tell mymother the truth, and after that, Ralph and Gail. I did not want to ruinour friendship, and I really did not want him to hate me. In a way,telling mom would be a relief. Telling Ralph. He sat down beside her. She picked up his left hand."Snuggle please."His arm went round her and he drew her to him."I'm probably a bit niffy," he said, "because I didn't want to wake you with the shower."She sniffed his chest. "Not bad at all," she grinned. "I'll survive for twenty minutes." What do you want to do this morning?" he asked. "We've got three and a half hours before the police are due. How about breakfast and then an hour's walk on the heath?" Is it black like its name because I. "I'm glad to see you mom and dad!" I said."Okay, Martin, is this a joke?" Lillian said."No mom. I've become a girl. I'm sorry for not telling you sooner, but Iwanted to wait until we were face to face." People don't just become girls!" my dad said."I agree, Dad, but listen to me. For a long time, I've liked to pretendI was a girl, and then I realized that I'm doing that because I am agirl. So, I decided that I just want to be a girl all the time. I gottired of trying to pretend that I'm a boy..
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