All this time I still was attracted to girls, though. I did end up dating a few, and after high school, when I was about 18, I had a long relationship...with a girl who would introduce me to a new love: sex toys. We played around with vibrators and dildos a lot, and we experimented with putting them in both her holes. But what pushed me further into becoming Vanessa was when we broke up. She left all of the toys and some of her lingerie at my house, so now they were mine. It was a new level,. “Get after it man. Suck a nut into your mouth”.He sucked up my left nut and began to roll it around with his tongue. It felt pretty damn good. He was pretty good for a homophobe. “Back to the cock” I stated. As soon as his parted lips contacted my crown I grabbed the back of his head with both my hands and shoved hard, impaling his face on my cock. He struggled and gagged trying to dislodge my cock from his mouth but I held firm. I intertwined my fingers in his hair then began to piston his. By the time, I got my shoes and shirt off; Pat was left with only a bra and panties.“Please Not here,” she begged the girl.The girl pointed the gun at her, “Strip or I ll put a new asshole in you here.”I quickly dropped my pants and underwear as Pat removed her bra quickly and dropped her panties.Two other girls were laughing and making lewd remarks about our worthless white bodies and we both stood there trying to cover up ourselves with our hands as best as possible.“Now white boy, I asked. That should be obvious from the fact that she chooses to die instead of living with her family. You have no idea, and probably never will know, just how severely Bandor affected her by what he did. She's mentally unstable and often makes bad decisions. Once she made the decision that she was going to distance herself from her family, it was inevitable that she would have sex with someone else sooner or later. Sex is too important to us, too tied in with surviving, to avoid forever. It's amazing.