“Come on, Rod, tell the truth. I will always know when you are lying.”“You ain’t getting nothing from me, you bastard!”“Hmm, I guess that ...ou need to know that we are not kidding around. Okay, J, cut off one ball. If he still won’t answer, cut off the other one.”Mom grinned and picked up a sliver of ice. “My knife is not very sharp, so I may have to saw away a little to get it cut properly.” It is virtually impossible for a person to tell if he is being cut by a dull knife or just marked by a. Each time that they looked my way I pretended to be fast asleep. My wife’s and my love life was never the same after that night. I know my wife was won over to Melvin and BBC forever. She seldom wanted to have sex with me and when we did I could tell that she was disappointed. I changed too. I started going to adult video stores and theaters looking for sex with a man especially a black man. I loved watching big-dicked black man having sex with white women and eventually with white men.I had. The flowing skirt,the stockings and heels combined with the bright red nails sped thoughtsunclear through my young mind. As Natasha did I really become a woman?Of course not and yet I didn't feel wholly male either. How could I? I smiled back at Mother, a bit demurely I'll confess, and prepared toleave the wagon. "Be careful, my dear," was all she said as I pulled upmy skirt to walk down the steps.Suddenly I was alone amid the crowd that milled about our camp. Peoplelooked at me as I. "He said, "You are the silly one mate, a silly little sissy. There's a manin charge around here now and you are going to be brought down from thatperch you are on and learn your role in this world. When you didn't wantto dance you got on my bad side, ain't nothin' worse than a sissy whothinks he's better than other sissies. Now get down on your knees andcrawl over to me on the floor and go under my desk."I knew it was pointless to resist and I could feel my tears dripping downmy face as it.