Being touched thatway, by another male, was psychologically devastating. I felt shaky afterhe was gone. But the real women weren't happy about his o...bvious delightin me. They said something to the older woman, who grinned and told themwords they wanted to hear, more words that were incomprehensible to me.All too soon I knew what the message had been. The women converged on meand seized my arms. I tried to struggle but my former strength, whichhadn't been considerable to begin with, was. "TIM!" Kylie shouted. "What did you do to me?!!" I was sohard - my fantasy woman was standing right in front me. With some amountof panic in her face, she looked at me, looked down at herself in Carl'sridiculously baggy clothes and pushed me in the chest. "Asshole! Listento me." I couldn't help it, I felt my cock jump and cum started to spillinto my boxer briefs. Kylie gasped. "You are a sick fuck!" she said."Sick sick disgusting pervert. I am a DUDE! I was your best friend!" Shesaid a bunch. I was given multiple chances to convert, to commit to a woman, and live a life as God intended. I failed each time. I was unable to rid my impure thoughts and control my actions. And now, after my third failure, I have been sentenced to die. My execution is tomorrow, at sunrise. I will have lived only 19 years on this earth. I am to die as the Lord did, on a cross, so that others may be spared the sins I have committed. ***To understand my story I must start at the beginning – at my. They chatted happily about this and that until Betty reached across the table and laid her hand on Wendy's."I'm sorry I embarrassed you after supper last week," she said gently.Wendy smiled. "I knew you were only teasing," she replied."But you did blush."Wendy glanced down. "Really only at what Mr Richards might think."Betty said nothing, merely smiled kindly.No more was said but it got Wendy thinking. She hoped Betty accepted her explanation but she appreciated that Betty did not miss much."I.