Reminiscent of what mother liked to do with me when father was away. As much as a boy, it would horrify me, it would be all the worse, in how I knew that over time, a part of me was coming to like wearing skirts and kissing boys. Also that mother was
Reminiscent of what mother liked to do with me when father was away. As much as a boy, it would horrify me, it would be all the worse, in how I knew that over time, a part of me was coming to like wearing skirts and kissing boys. Also that mother was