. not knee high but thigh high leather spiked heels ones ( my first love ) still bound, eyes stuck on her hands slowly zipping them in front of my fac... her legs encased in leather, fuck! Crossing her legs the toe stopped at my mouth, sitting just before me; still on all fours the tip of her boot brushed my lips, "lick the toe! You’re going to be trussed up in that position until you lick my boots, if they don't shine! Then.... well you don't want to know!" eagerly my tongue snaked along the. And out of all the girls at the local schools, he picked me. Me, the awkward tomboy, the shy jock and eternal social outcast. The towering, dark-skinned and big-booty Black chick who swims for her school. And this wonderful young man wanted me to be his bride. I want to be with him for the rest of my life. I want to be his wife. I want to have his offspring. But I’m just not ready. That’s why I told Steve that I loved him but I didn’t feel that I was ready for marriage just yet. Now, I know. Now, like I said, Sean and I have been together in the same house all our lives. We both know that each other is sexually active, I've already told you about my overnight guest a month or so ago and I know for a fact that my brother was screwing one of my best friends, Laura Simmonds, when we were freshmen in high school. She told me all about it including some very X-rated details about my brother's anatomy.As we kissed, I felt his hands slide down inside the inside of my panties and begin. "Jay! Why are you doing this? I don't like it." Relax, I'm not finished and I'm not going to hurt you -- I told youso."He had prepared for this -- whatever -- by tying ropes around the bedrails and used them to pull my legs apart. I couldn't move -- onlysquirm a little, he had me so well restrained."Why Jay? Why? Why are you doing this to me?" I'll tell you why Rosalie. We have not had sex for almost five years. You have been evading, avoiding, putting me off for five fucking yearsand I am.