Everyone remembers growing up and being able to see some boobs on TV late at night on a Friday or Saturday. So we packed our hands with snacks and pop...and set in for the late night movies on HBO and Cinemax. We were always real close and he was a touchy feely kind of kid. That is how his dad was and he grew up being the same way. It was late on Friday and the movies were starting to get better and better. We had stuffed ourselves on snacks and were just lying around watching a movie. It was a. It ate me up inside. I never meant to fall in love with you. It just…happened. I mean, I’m married. I took a vow to be with him and only him. To be with you was so, so wrong…even if it felt right at that moment. That’s why I put the brakes on. I couldn’t love you and Jason. Something had to give.’ Kristy still hadn’t looked up at him. ‘Go on.’ He said quietly, tentatively laying his hand on hers. ‘So November rolls around and he’s working all…the…time. Like I never-see-him type working. One. I feel your boot on the inside of my right knee, pushing it out a bit more."Spread your legs, cunt," you whisper harshly.I obey immediately. Then I feel the crack of the crop on my ass. Again, harder this time. It hurts, but I don't dare move. You whip it some more. Getting harder and harder. You can see the red marks and welts forming as the crop cuts into my skin. Your cock hardens at the sight of thin lines of blood forming on my white ass. I am trying hard to stay still but the pain is. With such long blonde hair I feel Ihave stunning appearance. In less than an hour I have skillfully gluedand painted myself into a very sexy young blonde "gal". All I needed noware my best choice of my wondrous female "clothes" of which I have anincredible two closet filled collection.I have a full closet filled with dresses and high heels! I have dozensof stockings, panty hose and a number of garter belts. I have over twodozen panties and a dozen or so bras. I always match my "colors".