You'd give them all the time in the world, all the love in the world. You still do this relentlessly even though they wont give you five minutes when ...ou need that five minutes.Being in love with someone who doesn't love you back is a burning red pain. It's a pain like nothing else because no matter what you do, no matter what medicine or treatment you give to that pain it's still there. It's there when you see his face, hear his voice, remember his touch. It's always there.When you're in love. "It's called a ball gag trainer," said Andrea.She next produced the same kind of blindfold that Janet had worn the previous night."Your turn, sweetie," said Andrea.Janet shivered with anticipation as she opened her mouth and the ball was inserted, forcing her jaws apart. She tried to fight the invader, but her wrists had already been joined behind her back. The gag was soon in place, and she squirmed when Andrea buckled it at the nape of her neck.Next, she was blindfolded, as was her companion.. There seemed to be two in my area. A book store with a glory hole and a park where guys went to meet. I decided to try the park. I bathed and shaved myself smooth. I applied my breast forms and slipped on my pink bra. Then I stepped into my pink thong. Very short and very tight black shorts were next and a halter top. I added my make-up, wig, a little jewelry and then a pair of platform wedge shoes. I arrived at the park and found guys sitting in their cars looking as if they were reading the. Several thwacks and grasps followed before he got off the bed. Moving to where he had left his trousers he placed a hand in one of the pockets, removing what looked like a yellow rubber tube of sorts.Returning to the bed he stood looking at me with a naughty smile on his face, dangling the tube before me. “Meet a friend of mine. His name is Mr. Pineapple.”“What is that?” I asked bewildered.“It’s called a cock sleeve,” he informed me.As I watched he spat into his hand and smeared saliva on his.