"Annie here," he said, "will take you over to her room until the judge wants you. It's warmer in there than back in the storeroom. Go along now, pleas...." Mrs. Foster and her daughter glanced at each other sort'a like they might upchuck and then back at Annie, who grinned her freckled Irish mug at them and waved a "come on."Mrs. Foster still looked very doubtful, but she followed her daughter out the backdoor and into Annie's lean-to, and Alex Beall and I took out a couple of stools for them to. I've been married once and had several long term live-in girl friends, but at the point this story begins, I was living on my own in a rented house, having recently been dumped!In between these mainly vanilla relationships, I often took the opportunity to explore the darker side of my sexuality. My interests had become more varied over the years, but mainly involved BDSM, having submissive tendencies.I have always had a fascination with feminine clothing. The feel of silky, sheer and shiny. Ashley went back and sat on a hay bale at the edge of the pit, holding her untied bra to her breasts. The rules prohibited any repair or replacement of loose garments between rounds. Gigi just stayed where she was, on her back in the mud, until Referee Dahman called the end of the interval. He told Gigi to get in the bottom position and Ashley to get in the top position. As Ashley waited for Gigi, she took off her bra and tossed it to the deck. Dahman said that if both wrestlers were wearing. ”“How is he?”“Not too bad. He ate my pussy then after I blew him, he fucked me. I didn’t get an orgasm when he fucked me, but I sure did when he ate me out.”“That good, huh?”“Not the best I’ve ever had, but it took the edge off.”“I know what you mean. I was the high school slut. I was fucked by half the jocks and some others including a nerd or two. I was seduced by a girl who was thirteen at the time. A regular Lolita. She opened my eyes to the better things of sex.”“How old were you at the.