You are.Ajay: Aah, hey! Sorry, mom.Mom: Now that’s my boy, come one, finish your dinner.Ajay finishes his dinner while his mom washes the dishes. He...takes a sheet and pillow and heads to the sofa to watch TV. Ajay’s mother changed into her nightgown.Mom: Hey! Why are you not sleeping?Ajay: I don’t feel sleepy, mom. I just woke up 10 minutes ago.Mom: Okay, well, I guess I can watch some tv with you. I am not feeling sleepy either, now make some space for me, beta.Ajay: Mom! Can’t you sit on the. How couldI tell them their son had become their daughter during the night? Butthey said nothing. My change hadn't been great and to their eyes Iappeared as I had always appeared."And yet my day was definitely different. None of the boys made funof me; the way they all stared at me was disturbing. And not a singlegirl laughed at me; they too stared at me as if they'd never seen mebefore."I hadn't changed the following day, but everyone else apparently had.My parents still saw nothing different. What Jim had been thinking was that he could learn much more by traveling Europe than by attending mythology classes back home in Iowa. And he had been right. He had learned that an unstable economy could wreak havoc on your budget, especially if you don't have one. He had learned that shooting craps was a foolish way to make up for monetary short falls. He had learned that you don't have as many friends as you seem to when you're buying a round. Finally, he had learned that a broke and. I could feel his balls slapping into my ass. “Mary, you’re cunt feels so good on my cock. Every time you’re late, I’ll be fucking you. Any little slip up that you do, you’ll have to sexually please me. You’re going to be my little fuck slut.” Mr. Wilson would take his cock all the way out of my pussy and then jam it back in. His cock was very hard, and it felt so good in my pussy. It was very humiliating to be talked to like a slut and having my boss fuck me. But, my body was responding to.