Then reality reared its ugly head in my parents' refusal to accept any part of my new life. They didn't accept my pregnancy, didn't accept my love for... the man who was going to be my husband, they refused to accept my unborn son, because he had been conceived out of wedlock, Worse than anything else the three of us were thrown out of their home. We were cursed in their strict compliance with the laws of a god they said was all love and forgiveness.Despite their predictions, our marriage was very. "Now follow me."As she led the way out of the room, she stopped to pick up a leathertawse that was lying on her desk. This she pushed into her belt.Wasting no time, she climbed the stairs with me behind. The houseseemed even bigger from the inside that from the outside. We went downa long passage way and entered a room at the end. One wall was coveredwith built-in cupboards and drawers and on the opposite side of theroom there was a large shower, easily big enough to hold two people.There was. I wouldn't buy the men's leotards.That's just gross! Men shouldn't wear leotards. Leotards and balletclothes are just for us girls. It's the same as the panties. Every time Igo shopping for underwear, I go right to the women's lingerie department.Don't you? Yes, but you're a real woman and I'm the fake one? We could have thisargument all night, you know. So what if I have a penis down there. Idon't want it! But I'm not going to spend the $10,000 to have it removed.Besides, I'd be a really ugly. So I told her to come and pick the thing which my mum gave to her mother she came down and took and went back in a hurry ok well I left from there on my way back I remembered that I have to tell my sister that mum told me to tell me sister to come home in the evening so to tell that I went back to my sisters place and as I know that my sister is not there. I went upstairs directly to tell archana about it when I went upstair the door was open and when I pushed the door I could see archana.