I kind of enjoyed men staring at me in anxiety and to give you an example of how kinky I am, I started exhibiting at teenage. It all started like this...I was grown by my Uncle in his home as I lost my parents in my childhood and my uncle was very rude man though he loves me, he always used to spank me with his waist belt very often for any mistakes I did.I sort of get a phobia for belts by the sight of some waist belt. And it happened on day at school that my friend Nita had done some mischief. “What a way to start a weekend!” said Kiyan.“Heh… That was for letting me stay the night.”“Thanks buddy. Guess I needed that.”The two boys smiled at each other for a while, and then got their clothes back on and went to the kitchen and get something to eat for breakfast:“What do you wanna eat, Shawn?”“Huh… You don’t really have to give me anything to eat, it’s ok.”“No way. I’m not letting you get away without some food in your stomach.” Said Kiyan, “I mean, look at you! You NEED some food, man!. It felt wonderful. After we finished, we went into the lounge and found a table for two in the corner. We ordered drinks and sat listening to the music the band was playing. My hand was on Kevin's arm, my nails lightly caressing his flesh as we talked. I noticed him, on more than one occasion, looking at my breasts. Fine with me, I thought as I smiled at him.The band started to play one of my favorite songs, a slow Aaron Neville number, and I asked if we could dance. "Of course," he said taking. Tom grabbed a cart and headed into the first aisle. Before he had evenwalked twenty feet, he was startled when his phone rang. He pulled it outof his shirt pocket and saw that it was a blocked number again. Hefigured that Princess Dee must have lost her connection and then calledback. However, it was because Princess Dee had heard him get the cart andwanted to get his attention as soon as he had walked in. Hi Tiffy,enjoying your adventure day out?" she asked rhetorically. Tom started toanswer.