Father had been gone for over a year, and mother knew she was slowly winning me over. She had for a
Father had been gone for over a year, and mother knew she was slowly winning me over. She had for a long time prior, gushed over how my figure (much to my horror), was “made for dresses”, and on many an occasion, pleaded for me to allow her to get me a dress for my birthday, instead of the usual baseball gear. I remember her absolute joy, when she asked me what I wanted for my birthday, and returned a few minutes later, pointing not to a new baseball mitt in a magazine, but to a dress. That birthday I would receive my first dress and favorite dress, that I’d wear almost every Sunday. The Masochistic Emasculation Fetish reddit group -- source link
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