Fast forward... I pulled my car to the entrance of her dorm... it must've been like 1:30 am. "I guess I'll see you later" I said. She asked me...if I wanted to come inside, and that her roommate was working the overnight shift at some hospital.That's right, she was always telling me about how her roommate worked every weekend. To me it sounded like one thing. She was basically saying "FUCK ME!" But in that subtle around the bush way girls usually do. I parked the car and we both walked. The jockettes are usually gratefulfor my services, sure they like to be playful, and tease, spank, pinch,tickle, and otherwise objectify me, which I love. Each little slap ornipple twist; just makes me hot. Call me fairy or a slut. I get off onthe teasing. So bring it on. I love the attention. I just can't showthat I completely enjoy it, or they might hold back.Topaz and Sindy have almost handed out the team's equipment and uniforms.They have been crying, and their butts and their faces. It was separate trial room. He was with us he opened the door and said mam these are some more saree in red color, try them out and then while leaving he said you can take your time and smiled.We both were blushing like newlywed couple leaving for honeymoon and we entered the trail room. Mom said know what to do how I should change in front of you. I said mom it’s okay leave the trail first congratulate me on wining the bet.She said ok you were right , now what.I said now my gift.She said what. Ven though I was a football lineman in high school and then at a smallcollege, I always knew I had an urge for womens clothes and beingsubmissive. I recall having thoughts of being in a cage in my parentsback yard as my friends played hide and seek. I used to snitch stuff andthen go into the woods to an abandon house to dress up. The risk of beingfound and used was such a rush.But there was one Halloween - I was probably 16 or 17, I mustered up thecourage to go out trick or treating. My.