" Our mum laught and said, "that's not a girl, that George."Auntie Shirley said, "But he's so pretty, to pretty to be a boy."So, we moved in. Mum got ... full-time job in a clothes store, and I gotthe sole attention of my Auntie Shirley.Well what a happy ending you think. How wrong, so wrong, I think?As time went on I found myself being dressed in pretty baby frocks,having bows in my hair and being referred to as Georgia, first by AuntieShirley and then by my mum, Jane. It just seemed to flow on,. Mary hung up the phone and looked miserably at me, we retired to her room again and stared at the ceiling from above the bed. I was angry but we were stuck in here and I am sure we would get into trouble if we disobeyed.Mary was soon lost in her thoughts and I fell asleep for a couple of minutes. I was startled up with a strong nudge to my back, looking at Mary she was smiling at me while replaying something on her new digital camera. I concentrated and I saw myself sleeping while she was. “Hmm…it has to be here somewhere…” out of it he pulls several sacks that clink with coins, sets of jewelry, five bottles of wine and one keg of rum, more clothing than ten men would wear in a year, plus more stuff that join the growing pile until it stands taller than him.“I seem to have misplaced it Charity, may I bring it to where you stay at and entertain you to dinner this evening after some business I need to finish.” The last part he mentions with a clear look of disgust on his face,. I was also a bit drunk but till then, I was in control. But seeing my girlfriend naked and her thick-ass in front of me, I lost my senses.I went near her and rubbed my hard cock on her pussy. The pussy was already wet with all the fingering that I had done. There was an adrenaline boost inside me. Well, adrenaline not for flight or fight but to fuck my sexy drunk gf hard!I had always done vanilla sex with her except a few times where we have tried new things like bondage, and blindfold. But I.