Transsexual

Living in the projects of Chicago is exactly how it sounds. A nightmare. To make matters worse, my mom’s usually fucked up on whatever drug she can find half the time, doing some unsavory things in order to maintain her fix. We’ve all had to do things we’re not proud of to survive in this hell hole, myself included. Being a small, pale skin, “sissy” white boy in a place like this has made me an easy target. Especially without a dad to protect me, he left a long time ago. It’s bad enough that I’m constantly confused for a girl...

Several months ago, I met a girl online through one of those paid web-cam site, and she was more than just a girl. She went by the name of Nicole and I knew she was a transsexual, because at the time I was very curious about being with one. She was a very attractive, and passable girl with a great body. Nicole was about 5'6”, weighed about 120 pounds, had dark hair, dark eyes, nice little perky tits with hard little nipples, great legs, a great, and a pretty face, especially when she smiled. I never thought I would be so...

Hey, Leah! I opened the door to see my new friend waiting, with her black backpack, ready for another round of fun. I looked over my shoulder to look at where Tim was sitting on the couch. It didn't seem like he was very excited. Well, that only made it more fun for Leah and me! For the past few days, Tim's schedule was to wake up, go to school, then come back to the dorm room where Leah and I could do whatever the hell we wanted to him. Then, we left him in his room to do whatever he...