InChicago of the 90's, if you were gay or lesbian, you were not harassedas much as being transgender or bi. The same situation existed inMilwaukee.So,...I could live more open than before, but, again small steps forward.As the 90's ended, my dad became ill due to birth defect issues thatmanifested itself at a later age. Also, we needed to get additionalincome as apartment renting in our neighborhood became harder; less longterm renters of 10 years and stable, more transitional neighborhood. His eyes had already undressed me completely and he must be having sex with me in his thoughts right there while driving. We didn’t talk much as obviously he was distracted. Anyway, luckily we reached home safe and sound. I thought now’s the time to take this game further.I had been planning to give him the sight he was dying for, but just sneak peek. When I reached home, the window curtains were open and I let them be. I opened all the buttons on my shirt while facing the mirror beside my. Her face was red, she was crying and angry at the same time.She clenched her teeth in anticipation of another hit. Her prediction proved to be correct. She put her face down on the mattress, trying to smother the screams. She took some of the bed sheets into her mouth and bit on them. Anything to reduce the pain. She kept flopping on the bed as he kept whipping her buttocks. The next whip was so intense that she lifted her head off the bed and screamed in agony. Tears flowed down her cheeks as. He followed Lorena out to the station wagon because she motioned him to, and there she whispered in his ear that she would go away for about two hours. "That will make it about noon when we come back, Glynn. Leave all the doors unlocked, and I'll accidentally let dad see you putting it to mother, with Jean right there helping. Just a glimpse to shake him up real good, then I'll back him out. It's the next logical step." Glynn said, "Well, all right, but I'm still a little shaky about him seeing.