Being seen with Brent James could be the end of someone’s high school social position. Being Brent James was bad enough, but being seen with Brent J...mes was worse.“You did say you’d do anything,” Zoey said tauntingly.“Yeah, anything,” Bella parroted.I folded my arms across my chest, weighing up my options, which didn’t actually take all that long because I knew what my answer would be before I even said it out loud. I had decided long ago that making it onto the squad was the single most. You drive there, sometimes hours away (imagine driving hours just to suck cock), since you’re such a sissy you probably approach the door of the adult book store three or four times, each time turning away in disgust at yourself. Then, as you’re forcing yourself to approach it one more time, a strong aggressive looking real man walks in just in front of you, and you can’t help yourself, you follow him in. You hang your head in shame as you shuffle past the attendant, and quickly duck into the. From this angle he could clearly see some silky material under her sundress. Was that the lingerie they'd bought together?Tony's pulse was racing. He was thrilled and scared in equal measure. The thought of exposing himself to a girl, especially this girl, was practically making him jump with the pressure in his cock.But the fear ran deep. It was the fear he'd had since a girl called him "ugly", right to his face. The fear from when a group of girls sarcastically shouted "nice legs!" before. I was aroused and energized by the attention I received fromothers and reveled in being sexy and flirtatious. By the end of theevening, I was usually so aroused that I simply pounced on Roberto anddevoured him. When we were home alone, I indulged myself and Roberto withone lingerie outfit after another. It seemed I hardly ever wore clothesexcept when we went out or had guests. Even though my breasts were stillsmall, I loved showing them off.One evening I was staring out the window waiting.