" If you like it then, you can have it, try it on if you like."This didn't so much shock as surprise me and I spoke before really thinking, why did I ...eed to think about it though."Don't be silly, dresses are for girls," I said, but as I did, I suddenly felt like I wanted to try the dress. Why? I was a boy, not a girl, but still, I wanted to try this dress. The thought was playing on my mind all afternoon, and was making me really uncomfortable, thinking about it. Should I say something or not?. " She nodded in empathy with my loss, and dropped that line of questioning.We paced along silent for a while. She said, "You're not from Indy. What brought you here?"I gathered she hadn't recognized me, so I hedged a little. "I came for the concert at the arena last night – country music." I wish I'd gone, but I had all the last minute stuff to do. Was it good?"Without a trace of modesty I said, "One of the best." Did they sing Texas Dawn? It's one of my favorite ever songs." Fifteen minutes or. From the next room they listened to the thwack of leather striking skin, and the resultant squeals and screams of a woman in pain, it was not condusive to calm. This went on for some time, the four sitting silently, both Mr Van-Keef, and Costas smiling at the sounds emanating from the hidden room. A voice said “cut!” and Mr Van-Keef, grinning muttered to Costas that he “thought that sounded like a financial success!” A door opened, and they were joined by the CEO and a man that she recognised. I was wearing a tight blue t-shirt, and smooth black shorts. I looked up at him, his muscular abs, his big arms, and as he was looking down at me I didn’t know what he was thinking. The next thing I knew, he grabbed my hand and placed it on his boxers, and I could feel his cock. This was the first time I had ever touched another guy, and his dick felt amazing in my hand. Naturally I started rubbing it, and I felt it growing as he got hard again. He slid his boxers down, and before my eyes the.