Ladyboy Secrets

But I watch her all the time. The way she moves,
her beautiful red hair, her perfect long legs
I love it when she sings in her backyard.
Such a beautiful voice.
But I know she sees me as a freak and a filthy
whore and she's right.
I'm not worthy of her.
I was crying as I wrote that and I allowed
two teardrops to fall on the page and I held
it up so they'd run down the page.
That book was my heart.

By now everyone was silent.

Almost everyone was crying.

Lisa had started crying when she scanned her pages,
before she read it aloud.
Our eyes met. The look in her eyes made the tears
pour down my face. Pure love, kindness, compassion.

She tipped her head down at my diary and added a
few of her own tears and held it up it let them run
down the page, then set it down to dry.

I was sitting up, cross-legged,
Susie was sitting on the edge of the bed,
not looking at me, wiping away tears.

Lisa walked over to me, got on the bed and
walked closer on her knees.
Our eyes never parted for an instant.

“You dumb slut. I love you too.”
We hugged each other forever.

Everyone else silently filed out of the room
and closed the door behind them.

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And now, THE TRUE STORY:

All the names were changed.

I loved cousin Susie to death.
She lived a few minutes away.
She was a swimmer and I loved wrestling
with her and feeling her strength and her
muscles as she pinned me down, fondled my
tits and kissed me.
We were lovers.

Lisa, my next door neighbor, caught me spying
on her a few times.
It was July. Summer vacation.
One day she struck up a conversation with
me and I invited her in.
mom was at work, my brothers were on one
of their stupid fishing trips.
We went to my room, I took out a brand new fifth of
Stoli vodka.
I went out to the kitchen for glasses, ice, a bottle of Perrier,
cranberry juice, then buttered two keiser rolls
and rejoined her.
I was so excited at the thought of having a girlfriend.
NO, a FRIEND girlfriend. You pervs :)