Or at least doing exercises that help fix the knowledge in my mind. That takes up most of my day. Any other time is spent making sure that I tell ever...one else in the house that no matter how much I want to learn to understand space and time so that I can help rescue Will I still love them. And to my surprise I do love everyone in the house. For a while after I first got here I thought that I'd still feel like I did when I was forced to have sex with whoever came through my door or be beaten. , you name it and I wanted it to feel itagainst my body. The feelings associated with dressing in somethingfeminine was absolutely divine, and anytime I could get a few momentsalone I was dressing up and feeling sexy. Typically these little forayswith my girlie self concluded with a little clitty teasing that wereripe with fantasies of sex with cute boys or handsome men until I woulderupt with torrents of warm, gooey cum all over my belly and chest.Also, like many young crossdressers,. Same routine, gather round the fire until the stones were hot enough, then strip off before crawling into the lodge, hot stone comes in and the entrance covered. Frank went in, then Ruth, me and last Madge so I was sitting between Ruth on my left and Madge on my right. It was black, nothing could be seen, the temperature started rising and we started to sweat. I felt Ruth’s hand on my thigh then she reached my cock, I felt another hand from the right on my right thigh must be from Madge and. "Do you even remember what it is like using thisthing other than to relieve yourself?" Veronica, knowing the remark wasone of the dozens Sam delivered throughout the course of any given day toreinforce her lost masculinity, grimaced slightly and shook her head no."Only vaguely, sir. I like the kind of pleasure I get from your big, harddick much better now." The words were feminine and genuine. She reallydid enjoy sex more as a woman than she did as a man, even though therealization of that.