"I am thinking of tying you down to the bed" I said. She backed out a bit but hesitantly agreed, "Only if you go first" she said. "Alright you are on"...I couldn't believe my ears, and instantly prostrated my self on the bed and spread-eagled my body. She went to her closet and brought some scarves, taking my left hand first she tied a tight knot around my wrist and even a tighter one to the bedpost. This intrigued me but I thought she was just securing her chances of winning and knowing how. Her figure was delightful, lush yet tight, with a narrow waist.I hurried to catch up with her. When I touched her arm, she spun to see who was there. She looked shocked, then flushed as she grinned at me."Jack! Oh, Jack, I'm so happy to see you!"We hugged, holding on for dear life. I'd be happy if we never stopped. When I held her hand as we separated, she squeezed mine in obvious pleasure."It's wonderful to see you again. I've missed you so much," I said.She gave a half-smile, but there was. I'd had a nice dinner at the steakhouse across the street and was watching a rerun of "Scandal". I was expecting her call. I was now in the eastern time zone. It was only nine o'clock at home. "Hi Michael." "Hi Jeanne, how was your evening at Brady's" "It was fun." "Did you meet anyone interesting?" "Michael, you're incorrigible." "What can I say, did you?" "Yes, of course I did. His name is Jack Mahler. He sells heating and air conditioning systems." "Tell me more about him. Is he handsome?". Its not what you were born to do. You have a pussy, not an ass. And you need that pussy bred. You need to be fucked as a gurl. A gurl understands that there is a difference between when a man fucks another man in his ass and when a man fucks a feminized man in his pussy. The man he fucks may feel, and rightfully so, he is the equal of the man fucking him and as such also deserves some pleasure from the sex. A feminized man, a sissy faggot, knows his/her place is at the end of a man’s dick and.