He knows my limits and how to slowly but surely extend them. I trust that He will mould me and my behavior to his liking more and more day by day, by ...month, year by year. I trust that He will ensure that I completely satisfy his needs directly or indirectly. By doing that my needs are fulfilled - because my deepest need is - to fulfill his needs.I sometimes have a picture of him in my mind when He is 70, tanned and grinning with a sparkle in his eye holding my hand in a beach bar somewhere warm. "Not much good when you try to run, I get beaten to death," she said and laughed, "anyway no harm done only the buttons popped out of the holes."I let her get on with the cleaning, I also noted that her back end was quite wide also, must be to counter the top weight.The following week's whist party brought the biggest shock of all. It was at a lady called Carolyn's house. Who should be there but Mrs. Boot and her son Steven. Gerry was over the other side of the room and talking to some of her. Still the thought never left my head that I always thought about being agirl, I really wanted to be a girl. I loved what they were allowed towear, their shine black Sunday shoes, wearing white lace dresses with thepuffy sleeves. Knee socks and ankle socks with lace trim! Long, curled,styled hair. Everyone made a fuss over how beautiful the girls looked.Every one seemed to make a fuss about them. Everything seemed so colorful,soft, different and yet forbidden to me. All I knew was at the age of. I soon felt my balls tighten, and a spurt of cum came out, splashing all over her tits, mouth, and face. Oh man!I soon stuck my dick in her cunt. "Do it, Alex! Give me a good cunt pounding!" Okay Jane, here comes Tarzan," I said. She laughed at the joke."Cmon Tarzan, save me!" Before she could do any more dirty talk, I thrusted my cock into her sexiness.As soon as the head of my cock entered, I noticed she was unusually tight. My god, this will be a night to remember. I went in, inch by inch,.