As for the locket that held the key, I keptthat hidden in a separate place.Looking back at that diary, one would see the writings of a person thatwas ...n the brink of doing something drastic to remove the pain he (she)felt. Often I would cry myself to sleep because I knew that in themorning I would have to be a boy in every way. Many times I would praythat when I woke up, I would be a girl and all that I had gone thru wasjust a very bad dream. But it never happened.I wanted to be a girl so badly. I would duly bend them over in the alley and do my best to punish those old asses. They would whimper and cry but they kept backing up onto that fat cock. Believe it, or not, I really appreciated fucking those old gurls. I could grab their hips, slam myself into them with abandon, cum and be assured they would be back again. That was my steady pussy. It didn’t matter what they looked like as long as when they bent over they had a round ass that could take all of me.The k** who followed me. More

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