I scratched my signature across the blank line at the bottom of the page, without even making an effort to read it. Stupid, yes - but who can honestly...say they would have done it differently? Apparently satisfied, the man with the microphone shoved the clipboard into his satchel, winked at me, and set off in pursuit of Jane. I followed after, feeling more than a little confused, my book-bag slung over one shoulder.Jane waited for us in the senior boy's bathroom, a large echoing room with a. I swallowed, listening to the rushing blood in my ears and the distant sound of a family relaxing in the pool. A tiny, terrified voice inside me told me to run, but the rest of my mind squashed that impulse. I was here now, it was all coming down to today, I was-The door opened.The door opened, and gods help me, there she stood, looking up at me nervously through those dark-rimmed glasses she always wore. They were kind of cliche, but somehow that worked for her. Her dark, red-tinted hair fell. “ Obviously this was not ideal but I hadn’t realised how interesting it was going to make rehearsals. The boy wriggled into the tights I tried not to look as he tucked his penis and testicles inside the restrictive lycra but I couldn’t help myself and watched intently as his cock and balls were outlined perfectly inside his shiny tights. I adjusted his seams and was then faced with his bulge, his cock was hanging to the right and was flaccid his balls slightly separated by the seam. I put a. She told me that she loved to see me working like this, naked, my buttocks red, the clamps swaying to my nipples and my cock which was stretched with excitement. M insisted that I should keep my cock tight for the duration of the work otherwise I will be punished. To maintain the erection, she strongly tied a lace at the base of my penis. 1) Thus prepared and harnessed, M invited me to go get the vacuum cleaner. The first steps made swing the pincers that remind me of my belonging and my.