I think I was more in touch with my feelings than most of my male peer group. I was target of bullies and made fun of, but learned to avoid harassment... with my quick wit. I didn't like sports, war movies, cowboys, etc. I tended to have more girl friends than boys.I guess I was 8 or 9 when I realized I had a need for wearing women's clothes. When I was around 12, my need to dress really took hold. It was a obsession I couldn't ignore. Like many do, I started with wearing my mother's undergarments. My usual schedule is waking up at 6 AM, going to work at 7, working from 7:30 till 18:00, having dinner with my parents around 19:00, watching some television, praying around 21:00, then going to bed around 21:30. And that is six days a week, Sunday is the day to go to church.As you can guess, there is not a lot of time left for any romance.Tim was keeping me informed about his flights back home. It took more than twenty-four hours for him to arrive safely at his place.I was happy when he wrote. "I've got a problem. I'm having some troubles in this class so I was just asking Professor Landrum about a tutor. He recommended that I talk to you, since you've got the highest GPA in the whole department. I was wondering if you and I could maybe work out an arrangement — if you wouldn't mind tutoring me." Well — sure, I guess we could probably work out something. How about we go down to The Lion's Head for some coffee and talk?" Sounds good."The popular on-campus coffee shop was just two. ?I don't want to have to discipline you. Here let me grab your head and turn it so my friends can see your cocklicker tongue! That's what that tongue is made for, boy, to lick cock. You don't need it to speak. You know I think you talk too much. God gave you that tongue to lick dick and asshole. He certainly didn't give you that tongue to french kiss little female sluts in your freshman class. He didn't give you that tongue to tongue fuck pussy! He gave you that tongue to wash balls and clean.