All characters are over the age of 18. * Every once in a while I don’t know who I am. Self-doubt creeps in, seeps in the cracks of the person I hav... built myself into. It erodes those beliefs that are the foundation of who I am. Yes, I am good. Yes, I am yours. Yes, yes, yes. But, maybe I am too easy. Maybe I should be like all those other women out there, striving and straining to be as good as a man, not needing anyone. Do I give myself of free will? Or is it because I’m not good enough to. ”“I was much more concerned with bread, potatoes, pasta, or corn.”“None of that. Can I run in the morning?”“If you take it easy and don’t push yourself. And make sure you’re somewhere you’ll be seen or can get help if there’s an issue.”“The English Gardens are literally across the street and according to the desk clerk, a lot of people run or walk there in the mornings.”“I spoke to Doctor Ross and we’re going to work out some tests we can do to see if we can find some kind of link between all. I was in heaven there all dressed up as a girl and my skirt up and panties down and a dick up in my fuck hole. That was when I had my first orgasm with out touching my cock. I guess it was because o f all the girl stuff and the feel of the soft silk on my pecker, I don’t know but I came like this was going to be the last time and I wanted it to empty my balls for ever. We did stay out for about another hour and me with the cum running out of my ass into sis’s panties. I know I would have to. Next we stop at the makeup counter in the mall to by lots of makeup, hair care and perfume. We hear the laughter as everyone knows this is a boy trying to be a girl. The sales girl keeps trying not to giggle and I explain to her "this is my friend Madison and she has a desire to be a sissy faggot, but needs some help. We are having a party at my place buy the lake, I gave her the address and told her to bring some friends. Then off to see the pharmacist Bob, I tell him we need the same as last.