The Sweet Stench Of Revenge — Part 1.

So, before we go any further I would like to tell you a little about me. I grew up in a small mid west town and went to school there. I liked it, but there was one incident when I was thirteen that I won’t be forgetting in a hurry. Being quite slim, and small framed, I was bullied and teased a lot. Some of the boys could be quite cruel, and one in particular, Dillon McKlusky, took it upon himself to make me the class scapegoat. One day, after gym class, I was in the changing room, and following my shower I found someone had taken some of my clothes, including my underpants.

The boys teased me as I looked for my things, and eventually one threw a pair of pink panties at me and told me to put them on. This was Dillon’s cue to humiliate and tease me. He made me wear them, and told all the girls. I cannot tell you the depth of humiliation I felt. That night I ran home in tears and felt I wanted nothing more than to die.

I moved away shortly after that, as my mother got a job in the centre of Seattle, working for Boeing. When my sister and I left the school I thought I’d never see Dillon McKlusky again. I was very happy about that.

As the years went by I became more comfortable with ideas about my fluid gender. Gradually I embraced a transgender lifestyle and even began living as a young woman after college. I even had a little work…