She stomped her foot in frustration, and set the coffee cup down on the floor balancing the bagel on top of it. It was then that she noticed the gleam...ng pair of men’s business shoes in the corner of the lift. Her eyes slowly gazed up from the shoes and saw the charcoal grey pinstriped trousers above the shoes, on to a sharp custom looking suit jacket, crisp white shirt beneath and finally up into the face of the man wearing it all. He was seated in a wheelchair in the corner. Janet practically. That had been a torment: The boots were so arched,the heels so high and thin, the blue leather dress so tightthat he could barely move his thighs or knees. He had beenforced to run in tiny baby steps, as quick as he could,click click clicking down the hallway, all the while tryingnot to trip over and fall on his face, due to the addedweight around his chest.Mistress Satin, leading him, seemed to have considerablemore movement in her tight satin skirt, and was so muchmore comfortable in her. None of these sixteen except for one — the infamous Lieutenant Commander Matt Belting — has any command experience." Belting is still alive?" one of the other council members interjected at this point. "I thought he'd died years ago." He's still alive and living in the ghettos of New Pittsburgh. He hasn't held a job of any kind since his release from federal prison five years after the Jupiter War armistice. My guess is that he is an alcoholic or a dust addict that probably doesn't even. The question threw me off a bit. I told him well.. I am in no way into females, trains, anal and crazy stuff. He then asked me, "would you fuck a guy?". I thought the question was a trick questions and so I said: well yea! I love dick. So of course i'd fuck a guy. He said no, what if a guy wanted you to fuck him...with a strap on?My heart began to race. I was thinking : "who had told him my deep dark fantasy?" No one had known that I had a desire to bend a man over and experience what it was.