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Julie out on her own – with Mike – CD/TV/TS, MM Living with my folks was OK, but when I finished college, like most k**s, I got a decent job and was eager to get a place of my own and taste more freedom … and COCK! (Well, most k**s want to taste opposite gender genitals, but you know what I mean.) Several of my friends had moved out earlier than I did, having not gone to college for a full four years, some not having gone to college at all, yet getting decent jobs through what they knew and/or who they knew. One such guy was Mike. Mike was one of the truly nicest guys you could ever meet. Wi… Read more

Becoming Julie, part 4 – More Later Teen Years Remarriage meant living together again in the same house, in Atlanta. Somehow I got the master bedroom, with a half-bath (toilet, sink, shower), so wasn’t I lucky! I thumbtacked posters to my bedroom ceiling, normal stars like Farrah and Adrienne Barbeau, and porn stars like Seka, and PMOY Debra Jo Fondren, with that luscious hair! It was no time at all that I began collecting and dressing again. There was a costume shop near our house with many types of wigs. The “LA3000” became my favorite, in platinum-blonde and jet-black of course. Long and… Read more

Becoming Julie, part 3 – The Later Teen Years So now instead of living with Mom as a latchkey k**, I was living with Dad as a latchkey k**. Mom has not started dating after the divorce since I was living with her, but Dad had. Dad had moved into an apartment complex where most of the tenants were younger then he was, and many were single. He had made many platonic friends, being a nice and affable guy. There was a playground area with a big hill on one side. Many of the 20-somethings and 30-somethings he was friends with would gather there most evenings on a friend’s 1st floor outdoor patio,… Read more

Becoming Julie, part 2 – The Teen Years As a young teen, I suppose everyone finds a way to acquire adult magazines. I had friends who had older brothers, and, you can figure out the rest. As I built m stash, I would have to have hiding places for the mags. Eventually I resorted to the metal (now usually plastic) lockable boxes meant to store file folders of 8.5 x 11 documents. Perfect for porn! I quickly gravitated toward big boobs and big/long hair. At one point in my later years (my 20s, when I have moved out of my parents house) and the collecting was full blown, I even logged each magazi… Read more

Becoming Julie, part 1 – The Earliest Years (c***dhood, no sex, TG, sensual) My name is Anthony, or just Tony, for short. I was born in the American South, in the 1960s. Fortunately I was born in a college town, which meant there were educated people around, and the town was progressive, both politically and sexually, which is good for the rest of this story. I was an only c***d. My parents raised me to love everything about life. From early on I went to movies and plays with them. Our town was small enough that sometimes, weeks after a play, my parent would throw a cocktail party, an… Read more