When he looked at his phone and read the time the urge to push himself up and get moving engulfed him. It was getting around the time he would be quit... ready to drive to the office, and Matt wasn’t known for tardiness. Feet touched warm, sunbathed carpet as he paced the room, silently searching for articles of clothing familiar to him. His host shifted slightly in her sleep, sighing delicately, curled up like some innocent housecat. In truth, he didn’t care if he woke her; he had more pressing. I was also scared back then. Afraid of someone finding out. Afraid thatsomeone who did find out would attack me or at least ridicule me. I wasalso afraid that I would be caught dressed in mom?s clothes. The strangest thing is that the others knew. For example, I came in thirdfor best looking girl in my senior year. The one who won was alreadytransitioning.I was actually attacked at the age of twelve by a boy who goosed mejust because he wanted to find out if I was a boy or girl. When hefound. He then asked me to come into his for a wee drink and to keep an old man company because he was a really nice man I said yes. We were in his living room watching some army movie he had been watching and having a few drinks he then told me how pretty I was and saying all nice things. I actually thought he was just being nice he then started to touch my leg running his hand up and down. As I was drunk I started to feel a bit horny and decided you open my legs a bit. He got the picture and his. Collins leaned over and pushed my shirt open. I know my eyes almost popped out of my head. I felt a lump growing in my throat.“Maybe we can work something out so no one else needs to know about this,” Mr. Collins said as he also reached down and moved Bobby’s shirt which had been covering his cock.He smiled and turned to lock the door. As he turned back towards us I noticed a bulge beginning to grow in his pants. He took off his suit jacket and threw it over a chair. Then he took off his.