When I was 11 my mom was out of town about 200+ days a year for her job and my neighbor invited me to stay at his house when he was out of town it went from there I got paid to dress up as a girl and have sex with my neighbor, and you know what it was actually nice. I grew up in a poor fucked up home and it was nice to have money and to feel loved we kinda dated til I was 14 and got sent to a "Christian Gender Education" camp by my grandma. before that camp I was happy I looked so much like a girl when we went shopping and on beach trips Not more than 2-3 people probably thought I was a guy on our trips even in swimwear, I understand that I should hate him but I actually had plans in my life at that point he had started giving me hormones when I turned 12 I was becoming beautiful and I was saving up money from his friends for a reassignment surgery when I turned 18 and one of my neighbors doctor clients was going to examine me and tell my mom that I had a hormone issue that covered my changes since mom was starting to notice. Is it bad that I wish we hadn't been found out looking back? I would have been really different but I think happy. TC