Becoming A Whore: My Training Begins
I will begin with one statement to eliminate any possibility of confusion. While my training to become a whore began at the age of four, it was not the intent of my Grandma to train me as a whore. This should be so self apparent that it is all butContinue Reading
I Wasn’t Born A Girl
With absolute confidence, I can say this — ‘The day I was born was a good day for my parents.’ The year was 1953 and I was the second child born to the family of this young couple. The delivery went well. Or at least nothing was ever said aboutContinue Reading
Granddaughter as Pageant Competitor
As my grandmother’s granddaughter, I must have entered about two hundred pageants over a course of seven years. That seems a bit high to me now that I consider it, but Grandma did enter me in a lot of pageants and talent competitions — and it may have been asContinue Reading
IN MY NEXT LIFE I WANT TO BE A CHEERLEADER
Mike often mentioned how how much he wanted to fuck a cheerleader. So one day I snuck into the girls locker room and I stole one of the cheerleading outfits for our school. I did so after the end of the basketball season and so I knew it would beContinue Reading
Dancing At Age Eight
I can not say with any certainty why it was so important to my grandmother that she had a granddaughter. However, neither can I recall a time when she did not seem proud of me as her granddaughter and eager to show me off as her granddaughter. Others canContinue Reading