" I don't want to be a woman." Look at yourself. Just like me, you're pretty, thin and short for a guy. I would never have suggested this if you didn'... have all the ingredients. We already know how you feel about spending the rest of your life without any balls. Why not find out what it feels like to be a beautiful woman? Who knows, you might just like it."It was all so incredibly bizarre. An hour ago, I was resigned to a barren existence. Now a total stranger was opening another door, to a. It was raining one day and my mother, sister and I were out on the front porch. My mother was sowing clothes by hand as she sat on the end of the porch in her rocking chair kind of facing away from my sister and I as we played. There was a half bed mattress lying on the other end against the house. I was laying on my back as my little sister raised my legs up putting my feet beneath her armpits and wanted me to swing her back and forth over my body. I did so. After several times doing that my. Or Luke….ever again. It’s for the best….the best for them and the best for me, she kept repeating to herself. She couldn’t help glancing over at the door as the seconds tick into minutes. She began to fidget more and more in her seat as the hand inched around the clock. When Hannah didn’t answer his persistent knocking, Luke finally pushed open her bedroom door. A quick glance around the bare room confirmed his worst fears. She’d made a liar out of him….to his own kids. She skipped out without. What red-blooded man could resist her combination of innocence and gumption? Just thinking of being the one to take that innocence, of watching the fire in her eyes as he plunged his cock into her made him hard as a lance and forced him to shift uncomfortably in the saddle. His dilemma was no better resolved by the time they arrived at his compound. In spite of the wealth Winston had accumulated through his illegal profession, he lived modestly on a secluded farm. His own house was small but.