I think to myself, "I probably shouldn't have worn a leather mini skirt and heels for their first time". "What did you do to yourself boy?" asks my fu...ious dad. "Why you come home after nearly three years looking like this?" "It's girl now dad. I'm a girl now...sort of." "Baby I've seen these transformations on Oprah so many times now, that I understand. You don't need to explain it to me." stated mom. "Thanks mama." I say as I get up and give her a big hug and kiss. I notice my dad is checking. ." While saying this, the doctor noticed Kayal in her kancheepuram silk saree, which indicated that she was a just-married bride."Who is she?" She is my son's wife; they were married today."Hearing this, the doctor regretfully said,"His health is fine, but there is a blood clot near his groin. So . . ." He stopped and looked at Kayal."So, what doctor." He can't have any sexual activity for a year or more."Kayal was momentarily stunned. She had been waiting for this day for so long, and she felt. A man named Evans, who went by the nickname of Sweet Daddy, bought it. Sweet Daddy was a pimp, pure and simple. But he was a pimp that made a lot of money with the best looking girls. Everyone wanted to be a member of Sweet Daddy's "family". He took only the best. Linda drove out there. She dropped off her car and walked up to the front door. She rang the bell and Blackie answered. "We are not looking for any new women." He said closing the door. "I'm not looking for a job." Linda replied.. “You’re just ... Jesus.” And awe. A touch of respect. He wanted to do this to his sister. At some level, he wanted to bend her over and ram into her hard.“Just do this to your sister,” I moaned as Clint reached around and unsnapped my jeans. He ripped them down my ass. “Bend her over the armrest of the couch. Your kitchen table. Hell, bend her over her own bed and show her that you’re a man.”Clint ripped down my panties next, exposing me utterly to Isaac.“Show her that you’re strong and that.