I hope you have the confidence in me to speak openly. Ask me anything you like.”i was very nervous and shyly said, “i’m really confused about ye...terday. i don’t understand what happened.” i opened my mouth, but it was hard to get the words out. Eventually, i said, angrily, “i’m NOT gay… i know i’m not.”He said, “Take it easy Terry, we’re just talking.”He waited a minute, then said, “I hear what you are saying, but why do you say you can’t be gay? Why do you say that so vehemently?”i couldn’t. Later, the names progressed to transvestite, then transsexual. I heard them all as I worked my way through college. I danced, I stripped, I did lap dances and yes, swapped cash for sex. Not proud, but I set out to be free of all others and I reached my goal.By the time I was twenty-one, I had a job. I punched numbers all day as a certified public accountant. I did my work well. I was caring, painstakingly accurate, and dedicated. I made money. I lived frugally. After five years of hormones and. The way I was feeling – hot and horny – it didn’t take me more than 2 seconds to say yes to myself and off came the shorts and panties. The shirt that I was going to run in today was a bit shorter than yesterdays, about 4 inches above my knees. After getting ready to go I checked myself out in the mirror and you really couldn’t see anything as long as I didn’t bend over too far. I do wish I could run without my bra on, but with my boobs I would probably knock myself out with them. Off I. “What’s the matter Brit?” She squeezed tighter around me and a desperate look washed across her face, “I don’t want to go back tomorrow Mark. I cannot take the stress back there. Part of me still loves him, and they wouldn’t let me change my classes. I see him every day in almost every class. My dad wants to kill him and my mom is spread rumors about him to ruin his name. All of them are making me feel stupid for loving him after how he hurt me. Don’t make me go back please.” A single tear.