i said that i'm a lesbian, but i really don't have any sexual attractions or sex drive. my mom died in a car accident when i was just a couple months old, the child seat saved me, but she was killed instantly when we had a head-on collision with a drunk that crossed over the center line. since then i've lived with my father and had what i would guess as fairly normal life.

my best friend is actually my aunt Karen, my mom's youngest sister. she's only 4 years older than i am. we live just a couple blocks from my grandparents house, so i've gone to the same schools as my aunt and i was even in grade school with her for a couple years. she's always been there for me and is more like a sister than my aunt.

my father is a good father, but has no idea about girly stuff, so he's relied a lot on Karen to educate me in "girly stuff" as he puts it. she has been helping me since i was 9 years old. Karen is a very much together girly girl and has made sure that i follow along. she takes me shopping and shows me what to buy, she has shown me what makeup to wear, how to apply it, and how much. she makes sure that i wear the "kewlest" lingerie and that i very much look the part of her best friend. she has even gone to the trouble of planning out my wardrobe for the week, right down to what panty and bra sets i will wear each day and color coordinating my outfits with my nail polish. i'm shorter than she is, so she has me in 4" or 5" heels every day, the height is coordinated with the height of the heels she is planning on wearing.

when i was 12, Karen even showed me how to "de-fur" my legs and underarms. she showed me what was available--shaving, epilating, waxing, etc. after showing me what was available she told me she epilates and showed me how to use her epilator. she had me choose one that next time we went shopping.

on my 17th birthday she took me shopping. we went in and i was trying on some panties and she took a look at my furry and told me it was time that i became a woman, and women didn't have furries. so when we got home she took me in to the bath and shaved me, then explained that i would be waxing or epilating there from then on.

our relationship changed that day to one of a more sexual nature. when she saw me freshly shaved, she ran her hand over my newly exposed flesh and i gasped a little, more in surprise of the feeling than anything else, but she smiled and continued to fondle my bareness. it felt a little odd to be there naked with her fondling me, looking at me in a sexual way, but we continued talking and she asked if i enjoyed her touching me. i told her it was different, but that it was alright. she then told me to lay back on the bed. i did, and she began kissing my freshly shaved skin, along my inner thighs, and licking me. that was the first time i ever orgasmed, or had any real sexual experience. since then we wax each other regularly and make love afterward.

on my 18th birthday she asked me if i wanted to be penetrated. i knew what she was saying and i told her yes. she told me to strip, and i did as she watched me, then she took a dildo and harness out of her purse and had me put it on her. we made out for a while, then she asked me: "are you sure this is what you want??" i told her it was, so she laid back on the bed and had me lube up the dildo. she told me that i would be on top the first time. i lubed myself and climbed on, and very slowly worked the dildo across my self each time letting it rub me until i really wanted it. i got into place and slowly began to work it in. i knew what to expect, so the pain was alright, but i cried when i tore and got it in. i just sat there trying to get used to the feeling as Karen talked to me and rubbed my legs and thighs. after several moments the pain subsided and Karen had me lay beside her and we cuddled for about an hour, then she took me in the bathroom and helped me clean up in the shower. since then i am able to give myself to her fully when she wants.

shortly after i graduated HS, i moved in with Karen. i still do not have much of any sexual attractions or sex drive, but i fulfill Karen sexually. i am there for her, i do as she asks and it pleases me to have her and her friends watch me or use me for their pleasure. Karen always makes sure i have multiple orgasms, as many as i can stand, but i am still not a sexual person. Karen still chooses what i will wear and when i will wear it. i dress for her, and i enjoy her looking over my outfits and how i appear in them before she lets me go out or receive company. i am for her pleasure and amusement and she completes me. if it weren't for her, i'd just be sitting in my bedroom at my dad's house wearing an old tee and jeans.