She'd spent most days playing truant with the boys, with whom she'd wander the streets or go somewhere to indulge in drink, drugs, cigarettes and sex....It's a fairly ordinary school, by Buggery standards. But I imagine it's quite different from where you come from. The central doctrine of Buggery society is that all the people of Buggery be in a state of humiliation imposed on them by the King. It is an expression of the people's utter obedience and servility to the Crown and is instilled from. Like Susan and other women, I canbe raped. Like Susan I can be murdered by someone who is: quote, 'areal man,' unquote. But to a real man it wouldn't make a difference ifI or any other transsexual were found out. Some of those real men wouldstill want to have sex with me or another transsexual. Some would not.That would be their choice. But NONE would force themselves on me orany other woman, and NONE would kill me or any other transsexual,because, unlike these predators, they are real men."So,. Her nipples instantly popped up, her body began to tingle in pleasure. As she caressed herself, her mind thought to a man that she loved. He was strong, virile, and was so commanding. He was perfection to her. Her fingers brushed across her pussy. Her mind felt like it was burning, her breath came shorter.Turning her attention to her mind's perfect man, her hands rubbed along the outside of labia. Her body was beginning to show a slight sweat, glowing like the moonlight shining off of fresh. "I did this?" I knew I hit her but Peter didn't tell me how bad it was, "Oh fuck!" Oh, Alex." She pretends to laugh, "You're so ... No, I was in a car accident. Last week." She twists her arm and I let her go, "As if I'd even talk to you if you hit me." She fake laughs again and hurries into the building.I broke her arm. A week later, her pretty face is still black-n-blue. I'm not an asshole; I'm not good enough to be an asshole.As soon as most everybody's inside, I smoke another cigarette less.