Should fit you perfectly. With those legs and arms, but with the tits,you're going to be freaking awesome." Not just a freak?" Just try it. Come on,...stand up," Angel said getting Marc to his feet.He was first handed the typical large cheerleader briefs. The oneseveryone that were made for the crowds to take a peek at during routines.Then they carefully pulled the dress down over Marc's head, making surenot to smudge his make up. "Where did you get this anyway? It's from myschool's rival. The bathroom door swung open and Harmony rushed in. "You okay, Cessy? Iheard a scream---" Harmony stopped, staring at my nude chest. "Oh, I--sorry! I didn't-- you okay?" she stammered as she helped me up. "I'm A-OK, Harm!" I said in a weak imitation of the girl I was impersonating asI reached for my tee shirt to cover myself. "I fell, I'm still a littleshakey from today," I said, pulling the shirt over my bouncing bralessbreasts as I walked over and sat on the bed.Harmony sat down beside. This was the first time that John and I had ever talked about anything.And besides which, did I, in fact, 'get off' on it? Did I find it sexually exciting to be whored out by my neighbor to her boyfriend? To be used by him for his sexual pleasure at any moment? For any whim?"Tell me," he said. "Do you get off on all this?" Yes," I said in a whisper. "I do." You get off on the humiliation? The more humiliating the better?" I ... well ... No ... I mean ... well, sometimes."Just then, I felt John. She ran out the door, and Tom was left alone in the apartment. Later the night, Aiza logged on to MSN. Tom wrote to her that he was sorry, and that he should not have had those things laying around. Aiza wrote back that she shoulden't have called him a pervert. They both felt sorry for each other. Tom that knew that Aiza must have been quite shocked, and Aiza felt sorry for calling him a pervert. She said to him that she just never had seen anything like the things she saw in the mag. Tom asked.