But Victor just smiled and we entered the theater.He led me to our seats. I was afraid he could smell my pussy was covered in cum…It's was now time ...to relax and enjoy the theater. But I could not stop thinking about what all that had happened. I was excited and upset.After the show ended, Victor whisked me to the car. He drove home in silence and finally he parked at our driveway.All I wanted was a warm shower. I entered the bathroom and Victor came up behind me, grabbed me and started to. From there Istarted searching and discovered all the others, from Howlin' Wolf tothe Three Kings (Albert, B.B., and Freddie) and when I found an olderversion of 'Hoochie Coochie Man' by Muddy Waters I wore it out playingit so much.By my early teens I had managed to get a guitar and spent hourspracticing, trying to get all the riffs and progressions down, andlearning the words to the songs. But by then I had already discoveredmy girl side, and when I was going through my girl 'binge' periods. Dekhne laga…Thodi der baad mujhe kuch girne ki aur aunty ke chillane ki awaz aayi, main bhag kar kitchen gaya to dekha aunty floor par padi hain . Mein unke pass gaya aur kaha:- aunty kya hua…? Toh unhone kaha mein upar stool par chad kar safai kar rahi thi aachanak mera pair fisaal gaya, aur mere pair mein bahut dard ho raha hai aur mujhse utha bhi nahi ja raha.maine unhe aapne hathon mein utha liya aur bedroom mein le gaya aur unhe bed par lita diya….maine kaha aunty mein aapki maalis kar du. Finally, she told me she'd prefer I not evendress at all, even if she was not around. To get rid of my hidden cacheof clothes. Even the idea was too disturbing for her. For many years, Icomplied with her requests, but now I didn't want to. I felt like mydesires were too strong to keep being put aside like that. That was theother part of the problem.I wanted to be able to dress more often. Now that the girls were gone,and it was just us two in the house, I wanted to dress up whenever I washome..