Gay as David Miller’s exquisitely perfect penis and testicles. (Okay, not really a ‘Gay as’ descriptor, but hey.) He was the gayest boy in Marti... Luther King High School. Yet, Michael had never been with a boy, and had no desire to do so. (Except possibly, David Miller.)“I’d get gang-banged if anyone saw me in these,” he muttered. Twisting again, he admired his imitation-Mina backside. (She’d kill him for wearing her underwear; of course, she would.) In truth, he was nearly as shapely as his. ‘I guess I will go be a little sneak and find out for myself.’Kara said ‘But first, I am starving!’ After eating her breakfast Kara went to the wardrobe to decide what she might wear for today’s adventure. She scanned over the expensive gowns and sun dresses. A little red sun dress caught her eye and she took it out to examine it. The dress was a typical forties style summer dress. It was a ruby red halter, lace adorned the hem of the dress. Kara took matching red high heel shoes from the. "Chapter Five------------By the time Yuna brought Kathryn to the dressing room, the ache in her neck had begun to subside. For the first time, she witnessed a communal area - she found herself in a circular chamber, well-lit and furnished with baroque leather sofas, antique dressing tables and old-fashioned garderobes. While about half of the women appeared asian, the other half were a multitude of ethnicities.Amid quietly murmured conversations, overall there was little in terms of loud. .The sounds of snoring came from that room. He quickly went down the hall and peek in saw that his dad was half on and half off the bed. Grabbing some rope he pushes, pull’s and gets him into a chair, tries his hands and feet together behind the chair. Smiling he turns to the bed..“Good, she’s still asleep.” He thinks to himself..He walks over and watches her sleep. He takes off his robe, letting it drop to the floor, his hand wraps around his dick, stroking slowly. He leans over and gentle.