I threw my legs over the edge of the bed and sat up. I felt a moment'swooziness but fought it down. When I stood up I felt ill, like I wasgoing to thr...w up, but it wasn't that bad. Truth is I felt sicker atthe thought of what was coming up than at any pain I was feeling. Howthe hell was she going to make me into a passable woman?"I have something for you that might help." I thought she was going tohand me another glass of water and some pills. Me, I don't like to takepills or most medicines, to. He cringed at the sight as he realized that whatever he didmight not ever make him a man in his family's eyes again or even hisown.-----------------------------------------------------------------------As New Year's Day 1965 passed into a memory, Peter found himself moreengrossed in his life as Petra than ever. His earlier attempts atfinding an alternative line of work were a memory. He had resignedhimself to living out the rest of his life at Petra, no matter what theconsequences that followed. I said ‘thanks’ with a grin and sat on the couch.She went in and brought a dairy milk. I explained her a little about the tournament. She didn’t seem much interested. She gave me a little chocolate. It was making me uncontrollable. I wanted to lick the chocolate out of her mouth. She was sitting beside me with legs wrapped. She was licking the chocolate of her fingers. ‘oh god it was so hot’.During half-time I said you were so cute pointing at her childhood photo. I added ‘you are even more. I kissed Brenda so the watcher could appreciatte the picture and then moved to her breasts and nipples. My body was arched so the veiwer could see my movements. My hands encircled one of hers breast and I softly squeezed it pushing her nipple to the pinicale. I lowered my head and as I did so I turned and looked at the watcher. I pushed out my tonge and let it's tip touch the top of the teat, I began by just flicking it gentle, while eye to eye with our voyeur. Brenda loved this and I could.