I started to feel kind of bad, but the voices assured me that I was just doing gods work for him. That Michele was just a piece of garbage that I had ...o dispose of. Once the voices told me this I no longer felt bad, I knew that they were right. Michele had tried to contaminate my skin and he deserved to die. It would be two years before I killed again. Still living in the same house, the Johnson’s still lived across the street. Mrs. Johnson became severely depressed once Michele ‘ran away.’ I. "Understatement of the year.I got to my room, and shut the door.My room was totally different: a pink laptop, lots of girl stuff, and afull length mirror.I unzipped my jeans, immediately noticing how close my hand was to mycrotch without the familiar rubbing against my penis.Yet... how can I describe it... I still felt like I had a penis. I couldsense it was in there, somewhere.I pulled my jeans down, revealing a very feminine pair of panties.I touched my scrotum through my panties. At least it. More

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