Well, I can only speak for myself….. I’m trans BTW.
My earliest memories go back to when I was 3 or 4. She’s always been in control.
Life went off the rails a few times. I can’t help but wonder what would’ve happened if I heard what she was saying.
Sure there were some erotic moments. Moments that often had an assertive feminine twist. What else would you expect from a horny young woman?
Those memories have faded. What I vividly remember from those years is the many female friends I had. Girls I envied. Women I bonded with. A shared connection that was unlike anything I had with my few guy friends.
This girl’s been acting like a guy for a long time and has gotten damn good at it. But it’s all just an act. A facade. And a fraud on occasion.
Time to close that chapter….
She’s got a career and doesn’t need a sugar daddy. She knows what she wants and how to get it. She loves herself.
….and she loves the jerk that put her thru hell. Wouldn’t be here without him.
/EA
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