.Dark,then slowly I can see again.The other.I know what's coming.It fucking hurts so much!Not good hurt. Just hurt.I glance up.She's there. Still hang...ng there. Looking at me arching my body and crying out and moaning.She wishes she was me.My fucking wrists!What the fuck has happened to me?FUCK!!!I'm a fucking wreck.I'm might as well be dead.I'm fucked. Broken. Destroyed.But he's let me live.He wants me. Alive. To hurt again I hope.I want to be alive. To fuck and be fucked and be hurt.I'm. Our sex life diminished -- seriously. Ibecame more enamored of my dressing and my appearance and Sandy becamemore accepting.I thought increasingly of changing my appearance to look more womanly.I considered breast enhancement. My forms were fine but real breastswould be so much nicer -- so real. I went to my therapist withoutSandy. I discussed my concerns -- my increasing desire to become awoman. She prescribed the regimen required to bring me to the point ofsurgical transition. She. "What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked as I mopped up the alchohol."Never mind. So where are you?" she asked."In the Novotel at Brighton. Why don't you come over?" I said, almost pleadingly. I was bored and the thought of spending some time in a hotel room with my hot little niece was making me hard as a rock."OK, be there soon, what room?" she said."1394. See you soon!" I blew a kiss down the phone and hung up as she giggled. I spent the next twenty minutes cleaning up the room and. " I did, do but then you pissed all over it and me, just like you did to Officer Michaels and her offer."Timmy was shocked that Johnny knew of the specifics of what had happened to him. Timmy still hadn't been certain it had even been an actual offer. He had thought it was just a way for her to torment him for the entertainment of the convicts to make herself look tougher in front of them."That was a mistake." It's nice that you realize that now. It's too bad it's this late in coming." Should I.