Frustratedand trying to reposition herself, she didn't see the curve in the road untilit was too late."Where am I... what happened?" she thought to he...rself when she wokeup. She hurt all over and couldn't move. She forced herself to calmdown and see if she could figure out what was going on. Realizing she wason her stomach she could feel straps holding her head and arms and legs in place. "MaybeI am in a hospital in traction. But hospitals don't smell like a barn..." Abarn? Now that she. I always wondered why guys liked her. So Lisa you had the courage to come alone to prom, that's so sad. No body wants you with your fat ass. Her friends shukkeld and moved on. I hate her! She made my life miserable from day one in high school. I walked to one of the benches and sat me down. As I had nobody to talk to I started to observing the room. Some of the boys looked stunning in there suits, my thought drifting away, how I would kneel before one of them and opening his zipper. Pulling his. No, age is not a determination, nor does the term boy determine your current age. For those of us who started at a younger age it is probably very likely we are still that age in our mind when we find a panty that we MUST have.Third, being a panty boy is NOT tied to a desire to be a girl or woman. That is something entirely independent of the basic definition of panty boys. I would suspect that many transgendered folks (generally mtf) may have started out thinking they just love the fit, feel,. His fingers pinched my nipple, rolling the hard knob around in his fingers and then releasing. He rolled my breast to the other side, then let it fall again so that he could see it move I suppose? I lay like this for several minutes, allowing him to toy with my breasts. Is this what he did each night? Were my breasts rolling and moving around such a fascination? I couldn’t believe what was happening. Would this count as rape? Did he think I was asleep? I felt as one only does when blindfolded,.