Oh, thank you honey!” she said catching her breath and swallowing a little, as if somebody else had done it and I relieved her! She kind of looked around for a minute and then gave me a funny look. “So, uh, what exactly was this all about?” She said as she pulled her hand and ankle bonds up simultaneously. “uh well… I just thought it would be fun to tie you up, and I wanted to test out this stuff from school in science class. It’s called chloroform. I didn’t use much.” My auntie Joan was an attractive 35-year-old who was living in Sydney. My cousins Sue and Anne were quite attractive and 17 and 14 respectively. They were all very pretty and feminine in their manner and dress. The farm, being about three hours from Sydney, ten minutes from the village and one hour from the town, was fairly isolated and the weather was cooling off so not many people would be visiting. Auntie was apparently subconsciously jealous of me being the only boy in our families and this I guess was the driving force in what was about to happen.

Still, as the months wore on, my eventual return to Hartsdale loomed. In early August, I passed my summer-school exams, which meant that I was eligible to return to Hartsdale for ninth grade. But Aunt Lil knew that it was best to keep me in New York City. Whatever progress we had made would be lost once I returned home. With less than a month before school began, she resolved to get me admitted to the city’s High School of Music and Art. Applicants were required to take a drawing test and provide a portfolio of art. It was highly competitive, but it hardly mattered, because admissions for the coming fall had ended months before. Aunt Lil persisted, and in mid-August we received word that the High School of Music and Art was administering a special, off-season entrance exam to a handful of kids—and that I was among them.Yeah dude, she wanted to know if you had a girlfriend. I told her you didn't, and that you hadn't been laid in a year." Luke came over and we talked for awhile and flirted with him flipping up our skirts accidentally and making sure he was getting turned on. Sue enjoyed flirting and I was enjoying it too. Poor Luke had to put up with our teasing for the next hour. Then again maybe he was enjoying it too. I was certainly enjoying being a girl. Eventually she realised this guy was playing with her and he would never leave his family because of the fear he had for his society. Aunt Lil went to the principal of Ardsley High and proposed that I attend summer school in Manhattan, where she could supervise me. If I passed my exams, she asserted, then I should be allowed to proceed to the ninth grade with the rest of my class. The school complied with her plan, and by mid-June I was in residence at 50 Park Avenue. Aunt Lil moved into the dining alcove and gave me the only bedroom.

i noticed that she was forcing to my hand and i clearly understood that she did it purposefully. she used to be very decent. It would be false to say that I was always a willing participant in Aunt Lil’s rehabilitation program. I’d sometimes run from the dining room, sobbing and cursing, and when I returned Aunt Lil would hold me and stroke my hair. Until the end of her long life, thirty years later, I was confident that nothing bad could happen to me as long as she was present on this earth; I had no doubt that if we had been passengers on the Titanic, Aunt Lil would have foreseen the iceberg and got us prime seats in the first lifeboat. That summer of ’68, I felt safer in Aunt Lil’s apartment than I had in some time.To my surprise and enjoyment, he accepted me as a girl and seemed quite interested in me. We all sat on the riverbank and talked. Luke had positioned himself on the bank below us where if we wished he could get a good view under our skirts. We all took pleasure in giving him what appeared to be accidental but were actually quite deliberate glimpses of our panties and up to our skirts. Luke was obviously getting very excited although he did not realize we had noticed. My auntie told me that I looked very pretty and totally convincing as a girl. We decided that I should have a girl's name in case someone overheard us. Sue suggested Julie and I agreed that I liked that. We finished breakfast, then my auntie put out some more clothes for me so I would have a change. She suggested we go for a walk. or she was just giving a chance for her sweet nephew, to feel and understand what a woman is... (any how i did not got for prostitutes and all- i think as i had some experiences and i was content during those days because of my lessons i was not interested in prostitutes ...).

by my age of 16 i got a chance and courage to ask some questions about sex to her. she did not talk anything and seeked to be giving less care. It was about this time that a very exciting event occurred. My parents and sisters were going to Queensland for a conference but I had to stay with my auntie to finish an exam at school. My Auntie and two cousins were minding a small farm near the quiet farming village of Jamboroo. I called to my auntie to ask where my clothes were and she said that my bag must have been left in my family's car by accident and that they had also left their bag with my cousin's jeans at home as well. "You will have to wear something for the next two weeks and that is all there is," said auntie. I put up some protests and went to my room. Well I did, you didn’t have to finish cooking. I gave you a little break from all that working over the stove. I gave you, let’s see, 40 minutes now to rest!”

She sighed and rolled her eyes a little, “Okay… but next time you want to tie me up, just ask me, you don’t have to chloroform me!” I think you should consider it this way, you need to try and forget her. Or in future being from the society you are from it will cause many further complications for you. The paint was only on my clothes but they were ruined. I washed and went to the bedroom to find a very pretty green dress lay on the bed. There was also a lace camisole and matching panties. While I knew I would enjoy wearing the pretty clothes, being a boy I knew I had to pretend that I would not like it. A few minutes later Sue (with whom I was quite close) came in and said that while she knew I would not like to wear the clothes it was the only thing to do, and she and Anne would not laugh at me or anything. Anne came in then and promised not to laugh or tell anyone. She said I should put the clothes on, as there was no one else around anyway. They both promised again not to tell anyone and then left me alone.