You won't see or hear me at family planning clinics exceptwhen I use my language skills to interpret for young women who want anabortion.You see I am ...not the placard waving sort."Judge not less you be judged." I don't want to judge other people andI don't want them to judge me.So am I a hypocrite? I guess people will see me as one. Particularlywhen they read this and put "Christian" and "transvestite but strongcandidate for gender reassignment" together. But I was never therespeaking words. My uncle left me in the car and told me that he would be right back that he wanted something to read and watch. So I stayed in the car well my uncle dissapeared into the store and came back with a black bag a few minutes later. I wanted to se what he got so I tried to peak into the bag but he said I had to wait till we got back to the apartment that it was a suprise. We made it back to the apartment. I was really excited to se what he got. He told me to take the pastries to his room that he. What's more, he found the link that showed Lisa and Jeray's night together. He watched parts of all of them, and he felt as if he had been hit by a truck. His heart ached, he was close to being sick t his stomach, his head was throbbing, and tears blurred his vision.How could this have happened, so quickly, so completely. It was as if his life as he had known it was now gone forever. His beautiful wife had been seduced by Marc, she had become addicted to him and was being completely manipulated. My nipples were hard and my pussy was twitching like a mad thing.I was dying to frig myself with the shower head, but it was fixed into the wall so I found myself using my own fingers to get my pussy lips open to allow the jets of water to caress them. A sudden intense orgasm exploded in my throbbing pussy as I fingered myself, making me squeal with delight.I began to soap my front, caressing my round boobs and rolling my fingers round my erect nipples.I soaped between my legs, lingering on my.