He jumped off the bed, threw her clothes at her and gave her a not-so-gentle shove, then he left, slamming the door behind him.She re-dresses, heads o...t and I sneak out not long after.I found her in the throws of the party, alone, upset and down. She got up and went outside and I followed. I approached her and asked what was wrong. She gave me the 'oh nothing' speech and we had a small talk. The man in me finally arrived and I said, "Okay, I was in that room, saw what happened. I didn't go in. “Steve, may I make a suggestion?” she asked.“Sure.”“Broaden your circle of friends. Other than me, all of you are white, nominally Christian, 20-year-old Americans. And you don’t invite me to your Sunday gatherings.”“Do you want to be invited? I got the idea that you didn’t.”“I don’t. I much prefer having these conversations one-on-one. Have you ever had a friend that isn’t a person of European extract? Who isn’t at least nominally a Christian? Before me, that is.”“I suppose not. I mean I was. "Well aren't you a little sweetie! Your Nanna has you dressed up soprettily for our visit! Don't you think so, Morris? Is your name Daphne?"David tore his eyes from Sally's bulging breasts with great difficultyand stared at the floor as he nodded, making her giggle."Oh she's shy, too!" Sally giggled. "How sweet! Well, don't worry, baby.I'm used to seeing lots of very shy men. But you are the first sissy babygirl I've ever fitted. We've sold lots of chastity belts to adult babiesbefore, but. “Prav, I don’t-”“Shh” I told her, undressing her, leaving her in her bra and panties. “Be a good little girl for me” I pulled her into a deep kiss, holding the back of her head while using my free hand to unhook her bra.She resisted more. “No. What will my parents-” I firmly placed a hand at the small of her back, effectively silencing her. Between my stare and my body language, I think she understood that this was happening. Whether she liked it or not.I slipped her bra out of her hands and.