It was not until we got back home and I was alone that I felt like I had betrayed myself. I was losing the battle and I knew it. Being immersed consta...tly in nothing but the total femininity of a young girl was making it a lot harder to think of myself as a seventeen year old guy. ***It was the Wednesday before school started when I finally got up the nerve to venture out of my yard and into the 'world' again. Mandy had called and said she and Becky Roberts, a new girl to the neighborhood, were. I didn’t go downstairs much but that one day, I was standing in the line awaiting my turn and I saw a lady standing ahead of me in the queue. She had brown hair which was shining in the sunshine wearing a yellow dress till her knees and her 38 ass protruding out. Seeing that ass, I had a rush of blood since I was sex-deprived for almost 20-25 days. Anyways, I controlled myself in anticipation of a front visual of the lady. She bought her stuff and as soon as she turned around I was. They gave me a nice round of applause, and while I was taking my flute apart and putting it back in the case, I overheard one lady tell Mom I was “lovely.”“Sometimes she’s a handful,” Mom said.“It’ll only get worse as she gets older,” the lady said. “You should enjoy her while she’s young.”“Oh, we enjoy her thoroughly,” Mom said.“That was lovely, Sweetie,” Dad told me. “See what happens when you practice?”“Can I get some lemonade?” I said.He stretched his legs out and dug into his pocket for. He pressed the doggie dish up against my side where I could feel it. I rolled over and scooted towards it, sticking my tongue out first to feel the aluminum frame of the dish and then went in for food inside. It was plain oatmeal on one end and water on the other. I grunted and rolled away wearily. ?You don’t have to eat it if you don’t want to,? he sighed.?What’s going to happen to me?? I asked.?That’s pretty much obvious, isn’t it?? he laughed and shut the door behind him. I listened.