But in my case I knew roughly where you were. I knew that you had gotten married. I figured you'd married some good Catholic boy your mother had wante... for you. I even heard about your having children. This was all in the early days, back when we were in our twenties. You married long before I did."Arlie sighed. "After awhile, I didn't hear anymore from anybody who knew what was going on with you. I didn't know your new name or your town or how many children you might have. You were forever. She laughed and then pinched my cheek. “U boys want to know everything. And did u find out the difference?”. “You have so much of hair in ur place”. “Then?”. “u have so much of hair on ur armpit also. And u have no breast”. “munna I have breast but they are small, that’s all”. “Radha will u let me see u naked again?”. “chee dirty boy u should not think this way. Am more than double ur age. I think u should go and masturbate and get some relief”. I did not say anything just took off my underwear. Looking into the mirror, she sang her mantra in a delightfully sissyvoice as she hurried to touch up her makeup. "My name is KaylaCumbubbles. I am a passive and pliant, compulsively cleaning sissy faggotslut slave of my master. Everything I own belongs to my master,especially the army of Boner Boys that he as graciously put under mycontrol. I exist to make giant cum-bubbles from the men I make spurttheir creamy goo."As Kayla swished towards the front door with her limp wrists cocked highabove. ’ Then the door closed and the shower went on. As she methodically tucked and folded the sheet and comforter back into place, all she could think about was that someday—soon—she needed to start taking care of herself, too. Half an hour later, Jason re-appeared, not fully dressed, but freshly shaved. Anna was in the kitchen, stationed in front of the toaster, waiting for her pop tarts to emerge. She’d been so preoccupied with getting to Jason’s house to get him up and ready, she’d completely.