My mom and I lived with her parents at the outside of the city. I went to pretty good public schools thanks to them. Grandma and Grandpa worked for the city schools too. They also lived closer to my dad's shoestore than where we had our apartment before. I was going to the college who recruited me for swimming but also because I could get there with one city bus ride and one Greyhound.
I was not going to have a car or even a driver's license any time soon. I dreamed of the day I would buy any car I wanted and maybe even a house of my own where my mom could live with me and even my dad if he ever accepted me as a person again. Except for during swim meets I dressed and acted as a girl. My hips had gotten wide in puberty and I changed events because I got so good at breastroke. MY breasts grew a little too; I think both from heredity (my mom was a GG cup) and from the muscles I was using for swimming. Some strokes and the drills are almost like bust developer exercises.
Even though college was 90 miles away, I was home a lot. I kept my part time job near home, so this made more sense. Whenever I did not have classes and swimming I came home. My family liked that and I sure loved that they accepted me.
Anyway, My Grandpa coached three sports and taught health and PE. His main school was 3 miles away. Across the river and almost to the suburbs. It is a very rough part of town and the older young men from his teams (seniors and a few juniors) came over to our house and just relaxed. I liked their smiles and I admired their bodies. They were nice to me and never made fun of my obvious sexual preferences. If they said anything about it, it was to compliment my looks or my outfits. Ii was pretty sure they knew I snuck peaks at the bulges in their jeans or shorts. They never mentioned that either for a long time.
Love , MsGary
I was not going to have a car or even a driver's license any time soon. I dreamed of the day I would buy any car I wanted and maybe even a house of my own where my mom could live with me and even my dad if he ever accepted me as a person again. Except for during swim meets I dressed and acted as a girl. My hips had gotten wide in puberty and I changed events because I got so good at breastroke. MY breasts grew a little too; I think both from heredity (my mom was a GG cup) and from the muscles I was using for swimming. Some strokes and the drills are almost like bust developer exercises.
Even though college was 90 miles away, I was home a lot. I kept my part time job near home, so this made more sense. Whenever I did not have classes and swimming I came home. My family liked that and I sure loved that they accepted me.
Anyway, My Grandpa coached three sports and taught health and PE. His main school was 3 miles away. Across the river and almost to the suburbs. It is a very rough part of town and the older young men from his teams (seniors and a few juniors) came over to our house and just relaxed. I liked their smiles and I admired their bodies. They were nice to me and never made fun of my obvious sexual preferences. If they said anything about it, it was to compliment my looks or my outfits. Ii was pretty sure they knew I snuck peaks at the bulges in their jeans or shorts. They never mentioned that either for a long time.
Love , MsGary