Why?I had always fantasised about being with a man, and had read lots of beautiful gay love stories, but other than some small-pricked transexuals (ni...e as they were) had never 'done' anything much, yet here was I excited about a man I hardly could even see!When he returned, I suggested we sit inside; his name was Mot, and he looked so hot and worn out I asked if he would like to shower and refresh himself, before a beer. He smelled himself and agreed it would be great!I showed him to my wife's. .." smirked the voice."You contacted us to worshipping our feminine curves, but when we sawyour cock.....well what you think is a cock...you see it is far too smallfor that name......" Once again the intimation of a smirk!I blushed trying to get my bearings...something however felt strange asmy vision cleared."Yon see we have protocols for a clitty as small as yours. It is ourresponsibility to make sure that women are not fooled by such a smallclit ever again! You were never a real man and. " The night did not really goes as planned. Traffic was horrible and we almost got into two accidents. We called the restaurant about our delay and they said they would hold our table but only for an extra $30 dollars. The valet didn't have his hand on her back but on her ass. The guys at the bar were actually trying to grope under her dress even with her legs crossed tightly and one was continuously feeling her breast even though she kept slapping his hand away. Our table was right near the. "Michael Pearce. You've met him in October; he is on the basketball team."Tony knew Michael Pearce slightly, he was a senior and a varsity athlete, not Tony's circle at all. But not unusual for Cathy to know. Still, it must have been a recent arrangement."Okay, since you are sixteen, you are allowed to date, but he must come in the house to pick you up, and you must be back by 10:30."The negotiations continued along predictable lines. Cathy has dated before, but as far as Tony knew, she didn't.