I started walking through the whole store"looking" at the boy's department, when I actually wanted to buy girlythings.Finally a voice inside my head t...ld me, "Come on! You have waited a longtime to do this and right now you're going to chicken out? This isn't fairfor you!" You're right! I'm here for a reason," I answered to that voice and startedwaking to the girl's department in the store. And then I looked at a purpleblouse. It was beautiful. It looked a lot like one a girl at school used. I did and she put on a set of handcuffs. She then made me sit in a chair, brought from the kitchen.I sat on it with my cock standing erect between my legs.Sally knelt beside me and reached between my legs. She then took hold of my cock, “You are hard Jim, and so excited after an evening of exhibiting yourself for all these lovely ladies. I don’t think this will take long.”I just groaned with relief at her touch and muttered, “Mmmm.”The ladies all moved in closer, and stood silently watching. I cannot bear it, I cannot bear it, I cannot bear it! When the feelings rise up in me, I try. I do try. Mama sees the truth. She gives me a look. I tremble so, for fear she will punish me again, and the feelings come rising up — choking me. I try to look down, modestly, to still my beating heart, to stop the flushed blood rising in my cheeks. I cannot bear it! I get thrown into such a hysteria. I had the misfortune to be born on St. Valentine’s Day — 1844. A well reared and educated girl, I. Glancing at her schedule, Kristine decided to use her first free period to go and visit Mr ... what was it? Mr. Foster. Get it out of the way.In the counsellor’s office, Mr. Foster was sitting back, enjoying a slow blow-job from one of the football team’s linebackers. The boy had been in the closet, even from himself, and so the demon was faced with an interesting choice - free his true sexuality, or take away his struggle by making him straight? As he decided, he allowed the boy to fulfill one.