I did continue to wear the compression shirts despite detesting those fucking shirts from hell. I couldn’t stop wearing those; I had to hide my budd...es. If I didn’t, I would draw too much attention to myself. I could handle the attention of not hiding them, but the fear back then and to this day has always been that it might embolden some homophobic ass hole to say or try something stupid, and I can’t have that.Years earlier...In the eighth grade, the class bully thought it would be a good idea. It was now quite a gathering with our parents, our four sisters and their two husbands, in addition to my brother and me, and our two girlfriends. Grandfather and Grandmother Kent arrived later in the afternoon to join our celebration along with Uncle Dan and Aunt Vicky. They were all quite surprised to learn that Sean and I had live-in girlfriends.Uncle Dan smiled broadly when he shook hands with Annie and Sara, and later I saw him talking earnestly with Grandmother Kent. She was much more. All it would take is a small advance to pay the court costs. Astonishingly enough, the re-vic crew had an even better success rate than she did. But why not, they specialized in conning idiots who had already fallen for the scam at least once. It was an unnecessary risk but she couldn't resist opening the envelope: A mistake, big time. Instead of the five grand she had hoped for, only a little less than a thousand. "Oh dig deep Henry!", she said to herself sarcastically. The sick bastard. She had practiced the whole thing on randomly selected males for a one night stand and this was the first time she had actually set up a real date with a man to test out her ability to please him and convince him that she was just as feminine as the schoolteacher sitting at the bar with her cherry red lips and a real cunt that constantly searched for suitable cocks to fill it up with creamy cum on Saturday nights.Jesse took the opportunity to grasp her new friend Billy’s cock in her trembling.
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