I have my own room where my bed is in a corner while most of the room is used to store sugar, grain, corn, and sometimes even cotton, depending on the...harvest season.I actually like it when my uncle goes to visit his wife because then I get to sleep in the room next to the animals. My room most of the time feels congested. In contrast, that room feels open and airy. There are two cots in there, one for my uncle and the other to accommodate a visitor or two. If we get more than two visitors, we. I wished him good night, and I left. As days passed, I saw many young boys coming to his unit, and I also heard loud moans from his unit sometimes.Then I learned that he brings guys to his home and fucks them by offering them to wear women’s clothes. He still didn’t know that I am also a crossdresser, even I dress whenever I get time.One such day, on a Friday evening after coming from work, I took a shower, changed into red satin nightwear, and started preparing my dinner. I finished my dinner. I was someone else as I groaned out, ‘Oh God I need you.’ Then as I reached for his cock he just laughed and gently swatted away my offending hand as he continued agonizing my lovingly abused flesh. ‘No, no don’t do that until I tell you can.’ Obviously this man was in control but worse yet I was learning he was a cruel lover as he set his own pace in his own way as he slowly stripped me naked and making me linger with each new sensation. Each piece of clothing fell to the floor exposing all of. "STOP PLAYING WITH THATBLOODY CAT, YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL." COMING," I shouted back. I turned to my kitten. "Sorry Tabitha, gotta gonow." Tabitha just cocked her head at me as if to say "yeah, that'salright" before getting distracted by a toy mouse. Why did I call herTabitha you might ask. Tabitha the Tabby. Well I thought it was funny. Igrabbed my school bag, went downstairs, shouted bye to my parents andleft on my mile long walk to school.About halfway into it I met Jenny at our.