He encircled my anus once, and then, not hanging around, dove in. He twisted it, he licked, he buried it entirely into my ass. The unique sensation wa... pleasurable, but nothing compared with what was to come.With my ass sufficiently lubricated, he kneeled behind me. I knew what was coming, and I would lie to say that I was not nervous. The head of his penis, which looked so appetising not five minutes before, was knocking at the door. I prepared myself for the worst.His gentle hands made their. I lived there with my grandparents and they were malicious. I loitered a lot, stuff happened and I was placed in a home near Leicestershire. More shit happened there, kinky staff and all that." I love the way you gloss over important facts by saying shit happened." You know what I mean." I can guess." My father showed up eventually and took me to the French city where he was born, Lille, a very friendly place with big avenues and so forth. I lived with him for two years. It was a good time and. The years of abuse inschool after I was discovered wearing panties, the girls all giggling andthe boys calling me a sissy. When my mom got wind of what was going on shestarted dressing me as a girl until I graduated. I never really made anymale friends. They all thought I was a sissy and would suck their cocks (Isecretly wanted to). The girls pretty much thought the same thing. Thatnever happened and I became very effective at self defense. I joined theservice, got married had 2 kids. Wife. One of my evolving duties was to study the local paper and to know the prime-time network and HBO TV schedules, including what was new and what was just a re-run. I'd usually be asked about it every weekday by Tess, in the late afternoon.Tess refused to watch any of the so-called "reality" television shows, considering them all to be rip-offs inflicted on the public by network executives too cheap and too unoriginal to program something written by a professional.While her tastes in regular TV.