I needed help with one of the dresses so she comes in andhelps me into it."Wow! don't you look like you're about to break some young man's heart?oh I'... sorry, forgot you're not gay.."That was all I needed to hear. At this point, I am wrapped with suchfluid emotions, happiness takes out the guilt.I spent all night trying on some of the sexiest clothes ever. I feltlike a supermodel. I had no boy clothes in sight either. So there wouldbe only wearing of women's clothing. She sat me next to her on. My body is still throbbing from the explosive orgasm and had leaked onto the back seat of his patrol car. As he takes me into the station, I am feeling somewhat slutty and a little dirty. I sneak a look at his nametag – Patrol Officer Mike. “Can I have a shower and freshen up please, honey?” I say with a pouty look and a lick of my luscious red lips. He takes me to the showers and un-cuffs my wrists while handing me a towel, a bath sponge and tells me to strip. “I have to stay here and watch. ” “Jenny, Jenny, Jenny. You always make everything sound so simple.” “This is simple, Jamie. All you have to do is admit it.” “Would you please let go of me. I can’t think when you’re doing that.” “OK. But lay down beside me and hold me, please? I’m starting to get cold again.” He happily agreed to that request, and as he laid down, I turned on my side and cuddled against him. He put his arms around me and pulled me tight. We laid like that in comfortable silence for quite a while, as our. The summer before my senior year I hung out with one of my friends from my cross Country team a lot. One afternoon while hanging out at his house watching television the thought of being in a swimming pool just overcame us. We must’ve called four or five different friends seeing if they wanted to let us borrow their pool for the afternoon. Eventually my friend called his buddy (Trent) down the street from him. I didn’t really know the guy very well but remembered he was on the wrestling team a.