My Kenzo
Brandon

The moment that stopped, Amel who had closed his eyes, then swung his lips. Not finding the whereabouts of Kenzo's lips, the young man who was sighing harshly stared at Nindy.

Finally Amel opened his eyes, along to look at the existence of Nindy, like an astral creature that came suddenly.

"You're gonna kiss!? Sorry to interrupt, but this is an emergency..." Nindy smiled without sin.

***

Boutique is closing, Brandon, sorry wrong Brenda is now arranging freezing. Pressing the keyboard keys on the cash register computer.

"Finally done, you can go home" he told employees and his boutique manager. Suddenly a taxi stopped in front of the boutique area to drop off a VVIP guest.

"Wait.." said Brenda still remember the face of the woman who got off the taxi, gave instructions to her employees, "Help her .." he said.

The employees, already preparing to return, opened the door for Amel, "Amel... more beautiful course.." he said walking in a meandering approach, kissing the right cheek and left cheek without hesitation. Embracing Amel's waist, walking to lead him in.

Until the cold was felt, Kenzo who was standing behind Amel clenched his forehead, "Men and women should keep their distance. Knowing the limits, just as an acquaintance,"

"Sorry.. Amel's girlfriend right? Meet Brenda, Amel's best friend. Amel chose a suit for you, what size fits?" he asked, extending his hand full of smiles. Men's fingers with nail polish, his face? Brenda includes a beautiful man.

Pretty guy? It may be like a member of an East Asian boy band who has smoother skin than a woman's facial skin. The same height as Kenzo. But the difference is this man prefers to look like a woman. It looks like a woman too.

Kenzo welcomes Brenda's handshake, "Kenzo....Hear that!! In men's or women's clothing. Don't you dare, touch my girlfriend carelessly again. Otherwise I'll actually send you for a genital reassignment surgery..."

Brenda clenched her forehead, harboring her frustration. She looks like a woman, acts like a woman. But having no sexual perversion, Brenda has reason to be what she is today...

Probably due to his bad childhood...

Brandon, that's his real name. His mother was a young lady, while his father was a small clerk in a company. He lives with a nanny, amid his constantly arguing parents.

The mother constantly received money given by her parents from the upper class. Making the husband's ego unable to accept it. Despite living a simple life, he can still support his children and his wife. What is less?

Brandon was constantly crying in silence. His mother, who was used to socializing, left him at home every day with his nanny. The nanny, like a call woman, takes her lover to her employer's house.

Flinched, even locking Brandon in his room. While he had fun doing indecent at his employer's house.

The boy curled up, crying, waiting for the nanny in his room. Sitting leaning at the door, patiently just speechless, waiting for the body of the caregiver after being touched. Waiting patiently, even though his mouth was thirsty, his stomach was hungry.

Then the door opened, feeding it with a spoon. Between sincere and not sincere, the article Brandon lunch hour makes his activities disrupted.

The lover has gone. Relieved? Already over? Already have the attention of his nanny fully? No, after giving himself food, the nanny told him to take a nap. Do not hesitate to pinch or hit it if it does not comply.

The child curled up pretending to be asleep, not wanting to have more injuries and pain. Until finally the nanny left, with minimal clothes. I don't know who's picking up.

Brandon, who had not yet slept, began to walk. Snuggling in the corner of the room, "Mama.papa .. I was afraid to be home alone ..." he muttered crying alone.

In the afternoon, the five-year-old tried to take a bath alone. Look for biscuit crumbs on the floor and under the sofa, pick up and eat them. Being a snack from his hungry stomach. Opening the refrigerator was nothing but water, vegetables and raw meat.

Until the sound of the car was heard, the nanny ran over her skimpy clothes. Look like a professional babysitter, "Don't complain to your mom and dad!! Otherwise, tomorrow no one will give you lunch!!" threaten her.

Brandon just cried, wiping his tears away by himself. Remembering the father who was busy working, while his mother went home to his grandparents, went for a walk in the mall, had a drink with his friends at the cafe. Like a single woman who has no son.

The sound of the car was heard again, a sign that his father and mother had gone home. Happy, apart from the nanny?

No, the debate was heard again, Brandon approached them.

"I..mom we play.." she asked.

"Mom's tired, get some sleep!!" snapped mother.

Sleep on? Why is everyone telling me to sleep lamented an innocent child in his heart.

"My mother ..I we played.I.m.." her words stopped.

The mother snapped with emphasis, "You understand no! Mom is exhausted!! Playing with your nanny all day, not enough!! The child does not know it is lucky!! I regret having been pregnant out of wedlock with your irresponsible father!! I regret getting married and giving birth to a dissident child!!" said it.

To vent his grief on the husband, on his son who knows nothing. Brandon just bowed, holding back his cries.

Instead of stopping to comfort the child, his father ignited an even bigger quarrel. Throwing a vase of flowers, "What did you say!? I'm not responsible!? I married you!! What is less!! If you weren't pregnant, I would have gotten a scholarship to a top university!! I work, I don't go to college, sacrifice everything for you!! Is it not enough!? If Brandon wasn't in your womb, maybe my job is higher now!!"

The day and night never calmed down, when the morning came back to say hello, he had breakfast alone at a large table.

The nanny was even braver. Making a hot kiss, in front of Brandon by bringing his lover to his employer's house.

Lock the child in the room until noon, feeding, after which force the child to take a rough nap.

Kriee...

Brandon, unable to sleep, peeked out of the room. The nanny wore no clothes in the living room, with her lover sitting naked on the sofa.

The hand that was holding the spoon to bribe him earlier this afternoon, moved. Makes her lover feel pleasure. Even using his mouth.

Disgusted, Brandon really felt disgusted. The boy ran to the bathroom in his room. He literally vomited with the action of the nanny on his lover.

A 5-year-old boy witnessed what he thought was disgusting. The child even gargled repeatedly, recalling the illusion of the hand of the nanny holding the spoon. The same hand as the hand...

"Uuueeekk.." The boy vomited again.

Her tears flowed, staring at her reflection in the mirror. He will one day marry a woman, do a disgusting thing. Having children, then regretting the presence of their child.

What happened after that? The boy never wanted to be fed to the nanny again. Save the breakfast bread for lunch. The babysitter seemed to be unconcerned, bringing back her strength every day.

Locked Brandon in the morning until noon, and forced him to sleep afterwards. Every day Brandon who can only take a nap for 30 minutes, heard a sound, even the scene was seen from the door of his room that was half open. Disgusting things that make him want to vomit.

The man who carried his nanny using his fingers, lips and tongue on...

"Aaggh.." her babysitter groaned naked in the living room.

"Uuueeekk.." Every afternoon, Brandon would drown in the bathroom. Vomiting without anyone knowing it.

Complain? One word spoken to his mother was answered with a snatch, reasoned to be tired. Similarly to his father, no one listened to the words from his small mouth.

Until disgust becomes anti to establish a relationship like a lover, grows. Already 17 years old, the nanny has long been dismissed since Brandon was 10 years old, while his parents divorced when he was 12 years old.

He followed, and stayed with his father. Brandon's beautiful face, his suble nature makes it a target of many women. However, one word in her, going through a relationship? Just like being willing to do something disgusting someday. Swagging, even without clothes, licking... He could not imagine how disgusting it would be.

The thing that made him want to vomit, every scene was imagined.

A girl declares love for him, threatening to kill herself if rejected.

What did Brandon do? The man did not have the heart to refuse, but was too disgusted to accept. I promise to give you an answer tomorrow.

***

In his room Brandon kept thinking, how to reject the girl. Until one way he thought, the young man smiled, grabbed his car keys to buy women's clothes.

Beauitiful? Really beautiful as a man wearing women's clothes. Walking over to the girl who expressed love to him, "My name is Brenda from now on, sorry.this is the real me," Brandon smiled, better embarrassed, more, rather than having to do the disgusting thing that had been imagined in his mind until now.

The girl was at a loss for words, "Ka ..are you gay?" tanyakanya.

"You think?" Brandon who had officially become Brenda smiled.

More comfortable like this. Befriended, no woman would chase him or intend to cross the boundaries of friends with him. Have lovers? Housewives? Seeing people kissing alone still disgust him.

Until, after many years, the habit of wearing women's clothes and acting like women is inherent in him. Become designer? Maybe because he was used to it, designing clothes, slowly becoming a hobby, then a profession.

All the women looked scornfully at him. Normal men do not want to be friends with him. And an abnormal guy, chasing himself, thinks he's gay.

But is Brandon gay? Of course not, his soul was still male but, more comfortable looking female, to close his heart. Not wanting to have a lover, wife, or child. Related like husband and wife.one word is disgusting...

***

Brenda sighed harshly, then smiled, "Sorry, I'll keep my distance. Keeping my banana so that it is not cut out." he said.

Seriate