Fond of us, after all. Then again, I never liked Jews myself, except for Stacey, and she’s only sorta Jewish. We all know who the real Daddy was, do...n’t we? While I loathed Troy, at least he gave a fucking Jew like you some cuckold’s horns, something well-deserved in my book,” my aunt exposed her own anti-Semitic views in her frosty greeting.“Fuck you, too, Wendy. You have quite a few groups that you hate: men, Jews, married men, unmarried men, gays, lesbians, bisexuals, etc. Not everyone’s a. I've been turned on since he picked me up and took me downtown today. He has made me do some outrageous things and even though I enjoyed an incredible orgasm on the way to the shoe store I desperately need a little relief. I'm anxious to feel his tongue on my pussy again and to get fucked by his magnificent cock.What he did instead was incredibly inhumane. He did nothing! He left me like that! He left me alone for so long I began to worry that he actually did leave me here like this! I can't. It was a wonderful youth, and as I grew older she spent most of her time helping me learn to cope with life's problems.My father, Myron, is a good man. He taught me how to treat women right, by his example with my mom. But he had to work long and hard to provide for us, and so he didn't have much time or energy to spend on us. This served to bring my mom and I closer, in what most people would already consider an abnormally close relationship.The years went by, and when I entered puberty I. I padded over to the closet, revelling in my bare thighs, my smooth, ivory skin. It was so wonderful, so liberating, to shed my male identity. Nearly three months had passed since I'd emerged from my gendered prison; twelve agonising weeks locked in a boy's rancid body, counting off the empty, interminable days. Well, all that was finished now. Literally.Although I didn't know it at the time, this was the very last hour I'd spend on Earth as Ben Woodridge. 3Stepping through the mirror door was.