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He even ventured back inside to check on me before I left the room. He had no doubt that I was behaving "the way" I explained to him. He even ventured that I was a "naughty girl". Fascinating. To me it seemed that being an "evil" woman was now synonymous with being a "good" woman. To some others it may seem that being a "naughty" woman is now synonymous with being a "good" woman. To others it may seem that being a "good" woman is to be used for sex by men. To others it may seem that being a "naughty" woman is all about the "whore" syndrome. To others it can seem that being a "good" woman is all about the Double Bind. To others it can seem that being a "bad" woman is all about the "rape" element. I must have developed a personality, because, at one time, I was a very naughty woman. But, like many others, I discovered my true identity as a "good" woman. So, in some ways I am still a "good" woman. Part of what makes me unique amongst my friends is my secret, inner struggles and hidden desires. For instance, I was once lucky enough to have a man (my biological father) who was the bread winner for the family.

Without my biological father there would have been no way for me to grow up a result of rape or incest. Sure enough, my biological father is now dead. But, even with only a single healthy parent, I wish now to be the bread winner and to feed the whole family. I have always wanted to be a total slut-sucking, sloppy-fingering, nasty woman. I wish to be the single largest consumer of sexual gratification in the entire world. Perhaps this is my most daring and most difficult mission. It may well be that the greater my sexual dysfunction, the greater my ability to feed the whole family will be. Perhaps this will also prove to be my greatest sexual challenge. By learning how to please my dominant parent, I have already begun to reshape myself in such a way as to completely deny my biological essence and my male peer. To deny my male identity in the only way I know how to. Dare to deny the male body and, in doing so, to replace my dominant sex with another, different kind of sex. Dare to deny myself in so many ways that I cannot fully articulate them here. But I dare not disobey, even if I wish it to happen. Ever. Hence the "blueprint" (I suppose blueprints are supposed to be permanent reminders of things that should be, although I have only recently realized the beauty of such an effect.) I dare not even contemplate such a "reform" for fear of the consequences. Becoming a full member of the male species I am also in complete control of all sexual operations..

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