She dated a few guys but the relationships never lasted more than a couple of weeks. One day, i think it was in the spring, when I was 16, I came hom... from school and saw my mom sitting at my computer. She gave gave me one of those (your in big shit son) stares. I dropped by school bag on the floor and turned the corner to see what she was looking at on my computer. She found my porn stash. My face turned bright red and I froze. I still remember what she was wearing since she usually wore a. The three weeks between my receipt of that envelope and the time I got the whole story were some of the worst weeks in my life. And the fucking bitch of it was, Shantella never noticed! She never fucking noticed how I was hurting, or that I hadn't even fucking touched her once. Not one god damn time! This from the bitch who says she loves me.I did my best to keep it together, but I wasn't entirely successful. Lots of my workers asked me if I had some kind of terminal illness. I wasn't sleeping. I sensed that I had aged quite a bit. Not once, even for a moment, had I been unshackled and removed from their toilet-slave mechanism since the day they installed me. Over half of my life had been spent inside a single room--a bathroom, subsisting on nothing except female human waste and other body excreta (except for that one time that she fed me spit-soaked pre-chewed chocolate cake).The house had changed over several times in the years that passed. Laurie married her boyfriend and moved out. Simple. Dad kept staring at me, andfinally I looked away."Catherine, its not your dressing as a girl that bothers me like youthink it does. Its everything else! First the boys, then the kissing, andnow you have managed to create breasts, and what certainly lookslike...well, your manhood is no longer visible, and from what I was told,you can function as if you were born a female! That's what bothers me!" Your letting you imagination run away with you daddy! Has Jill ever doneany of that? No!.