Remember
My reconversión sexual
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Remember
I remember the first time I went to an escort. She wanted to give me oral sex and I was horrified. I am deeply paranoid; I thought, "what if she castrates me?" Obviously, I didn't get an erection.
Little by little, I started to trust, since normal girls don't castrate people for no reason. I had to trust and also explore giving pleasure gradually. Sometimes complimenting them, telling them they are pretty—that can be just as pleasurable as causing humiliation, and above all, it is moral and legal in the eyes of the world and God, and I can have children.
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