" Well, you can always say that I didn't recruit ANY of the 3 girls. Matter of fact, Oksana came here on a academic scholarship with hopes of trying o...t for Woodard's team last year and he wouldn't even consider it. Both of the other girls, who were the ONLY other girls, were also walk-ons. This was why I didn't want any gender questions and also why I don't want any reporters in the locker room, although I won't be able to avoid that eventually. They all want to make a story that isn't there.". A part of me was sad of this.Yet another part sensed on an instinctive level that this was nature'sdestiny. We were meant to be the way I was about to compel us to be. Hewould not object; he never did. And if he did, then I would stop. Buthe never did. That's trust, one that I know to the root of my soul thatI can never betray.I went into the downstairs bathroom and stripped. I took my acquisitionout of the cupboard and inserted the dildos and tightened the belts. Ilooked in the mirror. I. Much less the parents, who often exploit them by force. In spite of the pita, at the time I already had the body of a woman, and I realized that the older men messed with me in a bold and sexual way.Mouths of the type "ate you all", or "with that little body, you must fuck already" were all the time. In my case, I was initiated by my stepfather who was 50 years old. And now let me tell you that yes, I was one of those that my mother exploited.I got up at 6 am to go to work for a shoe factory in. But no one was aware that he was secretly a sissy pantyboy – that he loved to steal panties from his wives’ friends. He would sneak into their houses, steal their dirty and clean panties and later wear then in the privacy of his own home.It was a beautiful day and he came home during his lunch break. The office wasn’t too busy so he decided to finish his projects at home, and it was the perfect excuse to come home early while everyone was away in their quiet sleepy suburbs. He drove slowly and.