Raucous laughter filled the air as she strode along the flagstone path and her steps echoed with reassurance and authority as she walked quickly and c...nfidently in the gloom.The buildings either side were lit but the tree-lined path was quite dark although she had no sense of foreboding as she picked out the shape of the campus gate about three hundred yards away. She watched a couple about fifty yards in front of her, walking in the same direction as she was. She saw them pause briefly then. It seemed like she was in a hurry to finish our tennis matches. After the game she took me by the hand and told me she wanted to skip showering with the other girls and just return to my apartment. She was quiet, but the moment we entered my apartment she grabbed hold of me and started to kiss passionately. “Oh Beaux, I have waiting for this, ….please take me, take me, I need your love!” I led her to my bedroom. She took my hand and placed it on her crotch behind her skirt. She was soaking wet.. "I definitely would prefer to dress and act like a girl, but I wouldstill like to be male," I say a little nervously, playing with the hemof my skirt.I add that when I was in my late teens Auntie Mary took me to apsychologist that specialised in gender dysphoria, and we worked throughthese issues. She said it?s not a matter of me being abnormal butwestern society?s binary approach to gender. There are some culturesthat are fully accepting of very effeminate males.Caitie hugs me a bit more and. And I was only 13 years old. No one wanted me except these men so I was to be their whore – I sobbed noiselessly as I said good bye to the life I once knew and wondered how long it would be before I died. I hoped it would be soon. I sent my mind to a place a peace and tranquillity as I was bent over a table and my legs opened. I felt spit land on my anal opening and then rough fingers scooping cum from my cunt to rub on my ass and then I screamed as ‘Big Jack” once again ripped my tiny body.