So the more i thought about it the more i wanted to do it so i eventually went out side snuck into thier yard and started to pry open one of the basem...nt windows after 20 minutes i got the window open enough for me to slip through and as soon as i dropped into the basement my heart started to beat. i then went strait upsatairs and started looking for her bedroom. i passed one bathroom and 2 bedrooms till i found hers at the end of the hall. as soon as i opened her door and walked in i saw one. I could just make him out in the window, and I wondered if she could see him. I doubted it because she was so lost in the orgasms she was having. I looked down at that sexy ass, and once again thought about how good it was going to feel to fuck her tight little ass. First though, it was time to get her to beg for cock. I lined my cock up with her pussy from behind, and I pushed the head up against her lips. I held it there while I looked down. Man what a sight! She started to get impatient with. 'Fuck'em! Fuck'em all!' I started broadcasting from the depths of my feelings. Every single negative emotion, every bad feeling I'd ever felt, ever experienced; every last one I'd taken from someone else, I pulled them all out and let them spray out from me like water from a geyser.I heard men screaming, wailing like little babies, falling to the ground and crying like whipped puppies. I climbed out of the ground and took a look around me.Not mine. Uniforms were all wrong, vehicles were wrong.. Then the sense of wrongness,the horrible feeling that somehow, I was going in the wrong directionbecame overwhelming. But I kept it hidden as best as I could.Then I became a Christian. This made my conflict even stronger, as I wasinducted into a conservative branch of the faith, and felt sure that myneed for the feminine was a sin. This lead to a cycle of "binging" -getting girl clothes and trying to be as female as I could, followed byguilt and "purging" where I would get rid of everything,.