Lola s Beginning
Lola's Beginning It was a wonderful day for me. Mom and I were in the kitchen preparing dinner. I was all femmed up with my hair in a pony tail, jeans and a pink pull over. This had been a daily routine for us after I came home from school. Suddenly I heard my Dad's voice shout, "Jesus H. Christ! My son is a fucking faggot! Get your pansy ass up stairs you little cocksucker and get in some proper clothes! Good lord woman! What is wrong with you?" This tirade led to a breakup and...