30 Years Of Being A Woman, Still Hanging Out In The Kitchen

Thanksgiving will be here shortly. For me Thanksgiving marks when I became a woman. While the women worked in the kitchen I was out in the garden shack getting my pussy whacked. I was fourteen, so already had tits and a bush, but I was still virgin. After my pussy whacking I became a girlfriend with all the trimmings. I got my nickname that day, Manatee.

I was sat beside him at the big table, it was custom for the women to serve the men. As a woman I was assigned to serve him. He talked with the men about football and I had to hang with the women in the kitchen. Being a woman caught me by surprise. So much to do I never did before. And it wasn't just the good stuff.

I never went back to being a girl. From that day to this one it's been a long hard road. On Thanksgiving men still sit together watching football and women still get together in the kitchen. When the men get hungry us women serve them. I guess that's why it's a family holiday.