What do I do1f5c6 I has recently dawned on my why I have been the way I am for so many years.. I was drugged and raped at 17.. The mind has some interesting ways of protecting itself.. It has never allowed itself to ponder the incident.. However all my insecurities have stemmed from this .. My problem is now, I do not know how to continue with my life.. Had I been able to address this years ago, I would most certainly have taken a different direction in life, rather the one which I seem to have chosen, which on reflection seems to have been all about concealing the truth.. I have to say that my mind is in turmoil, I question my beliefs and wonder what it was that I did so bad to have been a victim of that.. This is not something I could come out with so easily as it would disrupt the lives of those I love... Part of me is now attracted to Transsexuals and has been for some time. However the other part pf me keeps telling me that this is wrong and that I should resists my temptation and live a heterosexual life style... I feel more and more guilty the more I look at Transsexuals as I feel I am dishonoring my children and partner, however this urge sometime manifest itself in ways that I can not control so well. I am not ashamed of these feelings, but I am scared for my family a what they would think of me should they ever find out.. Being violated is not something that is so easy to deal with.. I can remember the night vividly, one minute I was in the club popping and E like most Saturday nights... The club was called Dungeons on Lea Bridge road... The rest is a blur, however I do recall waking up or coming round on the grass opposite the club with my Trousers and pants around my ankles.. Now I have done some bizarre things whilst on drugs but I can always recollect what I did.. Something I would never have done would have been to have left the club alone, walked over the road to an obscure area and then pulled my Trousers and Pants down... I almost feel like a slag.. my thoughts recently have been to just suck cock and get fucked my Transsexuals. I have joined Transsexual porn sites and Masturbated over men being fucked by Transsexuals and made a conscious effort watch and not be offended.. I have even thought about swallowing the cum of a Transsexual and acting like a real slut.. This is damaging behavior which I am sure will only result in my having metal health issues.. I can never make myself straight again and for the past 26 years have put so much effort into hiding what happened, even to myself.. I have no idea where to go for help and am beginning to feel a little suicidal .. There is nothing that can be done now ....

What do I do1f5c6 I has recently dawned on my why I have been the way I am for so many years.. I was drugged and raped at 17.. The mind has some interesting ways of protecting itself.. It has never allowed itself to ponder the incident.. However all my insecurities have stemmed from this .. My problem is now, I do not know how to continue with my life.. Had I been able to address this years ago, I would most certainly have taken a different direction in life, rather the one which I seem to have chosen, which on reflection seems to have been all about concealing the truth.. I have to say that my mind is in turmoil, I question my beliefs and wonder what it was that I did so bad to have been a victim of that.. This is not something I could come out with so easily as it would disrupt the lives of those I love... Part of me is now attracted to Transsexuals and has been for some time. However the other part pf me keeps telling me that this is wrong and that I should resists my temptation and live a heterosexual life style... I feel more and more guilty the more I look at Transsexuals as I feel I am dishonoring my children and partner, however this urge sometime manifest itself in ways that I can not control so well. I am not ashamed of these feelings, but I am scared for my family a what they would think of me should they ever find out.. Being violated is not something that is so easy to deal with.. I can remember the night vividly, one minute I was in the club popping and E like most Saturday nights... The club was called Dungeons on Lea Bridge road... The rest is a blur, however I do recall waking up or coming round on the grass opposite the club with my Trousers and pants around my ankles.. Now I have done some bizarre things whilst on drugs but I can always recollect what I did.. Something I would never have done would have been to have left the club alone, walked over the road to an obscure area and then pulled my Trousers and Pants down... I almost feel like a slag.. my thoughts recently have been to just suck cock and get fucked my Transsexuals. I have joined Transsexual porn sites and Masturbated over men being fucked by Transsexuals and made a conscious effort watch and not be offended.. I have even thought about swallowing the cum of a Transsexual and acting like a real slut.. This is damaging behavior which I am sure will only result in my having metal health issues.. I can never make myself straight again and for the past 26 years have put so much effort into hiding what happened, even to myself.. I have no idea where to go for help and am beginning to feel a little suicidal .. There is nothing that can be done now ....
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My neighbour, Paul, popped in last week. He's in his late 40s and lives with his mother and being honest it wouldn't surprise me if he was still a virgin. We were sitting in our living room and the wife, Lynn, she's in her mid 50s but still has a damn good body, had nodded off on the sofa about an hour earlier. We were chatting quietly not wanting to disturb Lynn and I noticed Paul kept peeking a look at Lynn. I then realised why, Lynn was wearing one of her Summer dresses and with the position she was in she was showing plenty of thigh and it was s hot that day she didn't have any underwear on, nothing unusual for her on a hot day. It kind of turned me on that he was looking, seemed strange but good. I got up to make a drink for me and Paul and 'accidentally' brushed against Lynn which meant that the hem of her dress was further up her thigh and actually just showing the cheek of her ass. I went to the kitchen, made the drinks and came back in. Lynn had moved a little in her sleep and Paul was now staring at her rather than just sneaking a look. I gave him a knowing smile. Lynn's dress which had a button front and the first few lower buttons were undone and skirt was open and showing her inner thighs but you could see her pussy as her legs were together. I just said something like 'Are you enjoying ?' and he just nodded a yes, rather nervously might I say. I could see his trousers were bulging a little and I said 'Is she making you hard ?', he nodded nervously again. I thought to myself do I want him to look at my wife it didn't take much thought, hell yes. I nudged Lynn's leg very gently so as not to waken her and her legs opened a little to expose her pussy. The lips were not were only slightly open but you could see some pink flesh and just a touch of her clit. Paul was breathing heavy and I just motioned to him a masturbation sign. He went a little red and I just said very quietly 'Go on'. Her undid his trousers, pulled down the zip and pulled out his penis. Oh yes he was very hard but was only about 5 inches He started masturbating and even amazing myself my heart was pounding. Let's say it must have been 30 second and he was having an orgasm. Quite messy but he just put his penis back into his trousers unwiped. He only stayed for a few more minutes, maybe he was embarrassed, and left. I was so turned on with this I started to play with Lynn until she was awake and very aroused and being honest we had an amazing sex session. I haven't seen the neighbour since but I'm sure he will soon and not told Lynn what happened. I feel a bit shocked that I let it happen but don't feel guilty as it was an amazing turn on

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