It was great. No sister around to rain on my parade. My parents each held my hand as we walked through the parking lot. Occasionally lifting me up in ...he air to avoid a hazard. I kept moving my feet like i was walking through the air. I was so happy. I ended up getting a three speed yellow huffy with thumb gear shift on the handle bars. It had a package / book Bar coming off the seat post that attached to the rear rim, It was a big k**s bike and i had the only one like it in the subdivision.It. I felt free now, at least, freer and that I wasrelishing in this new found freedom, while deep inside me, things thathad been pent up, that had festered beyond my understanding, were comingto the surface. I hated men! It was coming up inside me, I hated men!How I was treated by them in prison, how I couldn't trust them, how theyonly were in it for themselves and the abuse I had to endure.I was a man, I hated myself for being a man, I wanted only to be thiswoman. But I already knew I wasn't a. There was someway that you could live your life a little better. You had planned to go to a college in a big city, but you could only afford in-state Cummings University tuition. Cummings U was actually a very well rated school and you could do worse, but it was incredibly lonely. You had joined the football team to try being apart of a club and you were actually okay. You were on the bench most of the time, but that didn't mind you, better not to let the team get mad at you for. He set my mind at ease with a small smirk of a smile as he pulled me back up and, lifting me effortlessly into his strong, but gentle arms, he carried me over to the bed, laid me down on my back with my legs spread as they hung off over the end of the bed.He lifted my buttocks as he pushed a pillow underneath raising my bum upward to expose my wet pussy to his full view, as he dropped to his knees in front of me. His gaze moved from my eyes down to my wet, swollen pussy lips, back up to my.