They didn't say what for, but everyone knew it was for The Program. I idly wondered if I'd get called. My parents had signed me up this year. Even tho...gh I was nervous about being naked in public, I'd heard that guys doing the Program got to jack off in class and even have girls help them.They got to the freshmen, the last names to be called. They called my name, and then Anastasia's. I stood up, trying to hide the massive erection I'd just developed. As we walked down the hallway together, I. Been married for some years andI have been aware that he secretly tries on and wears some of my"things". I have never confronted him about it, but I have tried on anumber of occasions to get him to open up to me about this "secret"fetish. I have talked to him about my own fetishes, hoping he wouldfeel safe and open-up to me. On one occasion we were attending a playand in one scene a man was on stage in set of women's undergarments. Ideliberately commented to my husband how sexy I thought it was. If it didn't go well, we could always say we didn't feel well and go home.After the game we went back to the hotel to change. I wore my white silk blouse and black skirt. Paul always liked me in that outfit; he said it made me look like a sexy teacher. I was glad I had shaved my legs because I didn't want to wear nylonsWhen we arrived at the lounge, Carl had on a sports shirt and jacket, as did Paul. Lisa wore a very short dress. It was at about half-thigh and v-neck cut. Maybe I just felt a. This brought her blood red high heel shoes within a few inches of Willow's face."I just taught you something about walking in high heels. You will need a lot more work but you are getting the idea. But I had to demonstrate how to walk, and my shoes got dusty helping you out. What are you going to do about the dust on my shoes?"Willow looked around for a moment to see if she could see a rag or tissue she could use to clean Page's shoes."Slave, clean my shoes with your tongue."Willow froze for a.