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04 Temmuz 2022, 21:45
This is based on a dream I had. I grew up with a gay dad, so I admit, I wasn't exactly against gays, but that didn't say I was one. My father wasn't just gay, he was a cross dressing gay. He always went out in a dress, make up and high heels. I have no idea why he fell for my mom, but he did. I guess you could say that because of her, he became bi. As a child, after mom had died, I would ask, "Dad? Why do you dress as a girl?"He would reply, "I've always dressed as a girl, I stopped for your mother." I would than ask, "Why did you marry mommy when you only liked guys?" He would smile and say I'd understand when I was older. I'm 19 now, and I do understand. I've seen pictures of my mom, and she was pretty, I admit. I have very faint memories of her because she died when I was three, but my dad said that I was really close to her. About 5 years ago, my grandfather died, leaving me a small house in a small town for when I was 18 or 19. I finally decided to move there after my father died last month. I admit, I was broken by it and wanted to get away, so what better than a small town in the middle of nowhere? I boarded a plane isvecbahis (http://isvecbahis.info/) and 18 hours later, here I was! The town was very old and classic compared to a lot of towns and I noticed there weren't to many women around, most of the women around were either too old for me or too young for me. I sighed and kept walking, flinching at the stares of the other men and women alike. I stopped at the end of the town and there was my new home. It was a large rusty building attached to three or four other buildings, and from what I could tell, each one was a house for another person. I stepped forward, and checked my card, 4378, it read. I looked at each old gold plate above each door and realized, the one in the middle, was the one. I hurried up to it, my bags trailing behind and fumbled for the key. After a second, I manged to open the door, it opened with a loud creak. I reached for the light switch, it took a second but I found it. I turned to face the room and jumped about 5 feet. There stood a man, about 6 feet tall, with short black hair and bright green eyes.I blinked and said, "I'm sorry? Did I get the wrong house?" I meant to sound isveçbahis giriş (http://isvecbahis.info/) less frightened than I did but my voice came out a squeak. The man chuckled."No sir, I'm the house keeper, Louis Raven, pleased to meet you." He said in a low voice, "You must be Andrew Sky, it's nice to meet you. You look quite like your father, except your hair." He noted as he stared at my blonde hair. I don't know why but I blushed, he seemed like he was judging me and I failed. After a second he turned and said, "I'll be living all on the right side of this house, I hope you find this house comfortable. I'll take care of dinner and cleaning." He said than turned back around to smile than disappeared into a doorway." A couple hours later, I came down from my room to find Louis cooking in the kitchen. I started to go see what he was making when he said, "It will be done in a minute, you may wait in the dining room. I stared at him than nodded, "Okay." I trotted into the dining room and sat, feeling quite lonely when the swinging doors opened revealing Louis carrying a tray of food. "I don't know if you'll like this, but it was your grandfather's isveçbahis yeni giriş (http://isvecbahis.info/) favorite." He said, gruffly. I nodded and stood to take it from him when he shook his head, "Sit, I'll serve you" I was relieved to sit, because standing next to him I felt weak. I've always been considered small for my age, but it wasn't just that. Everything about me is girl like, my face, my voice, my height (I'm even short for a girl), my sizes and my body shape. Next to me, Louis was all man, tall, muscular, with a handsome face and large chest. He laid the plate in front of me and I heard my stomach growl at the sight. It was all of my favorites; sweet potatoes, steak, corn, egg salad and home made french fries. I looked up at him and smiled, "Thanks! These are all of my favorites too!" I was about to start when I realized Louis was still standing behind me. "Aren't you going to eat?" I asked. He shook his head, "I've never ate with the family."I scooted out the chair next to me, "You are now. Go get your plate and come sit." He stared at me, hesitantly before deciding it was okay. He disappeared into the kitchen and came back with a plate. We both started eating and I opened up into chatting with him After dinner, as we both exited the dining room I slid in my socks, onto my butt. Suddenly Louis was hovering over me, a small smile on his handsome face.