He played football and wrestled for his HighSchool. Compared to them I felt so small. I am only 5'6" and 135pounds. I was never good at sports and was...considered a geek. I hadbeen growing my hair long since the summer and it was shoulder lengthby now. I had been letting it grow since I stated dressing up. Stan kept talking about how athletic his son was and how manygirls wanted to date him. He made comments about how he doubted I hadthat problem since I looked more like a girl than a man like. In front of the TV she had placed a hard wooden chair. Several lengths of rope were laying beside it on the floor. I followed her instructions and sat on the chair with my legs apart, facing the TV. Within minutes my hands were tied behind me and my ankles were tied to the front chair legs. She then told me that she was going out and without another word, she pressed play on the VCR, turned and left. The TV lit up and straight away I recognised one of my favourite porn films playing on the. .. I am not a real girl..." Yes you are. You know how you look. You know how you feel. You know that you get really cranked by guys to." I... I never even thought of doing something like that, Robert?" Let's take it real slow then. I do not want to make you do anything that you do not really want to do. Here, sit beside me for a minute."I slipped off of his lap, to sit very close to him. I watched as he struggled. In a few moments, he had his pants opened, and he had them slid down to his. The plan was for him to stay at the mansion for three days before they left for Kansas City. That would get them both used to seeing each other all day long.Nothing was said about the nights.That night, in his own room at the farm, Linda visited him again. She didn’t even try to hide the fact that she was trying to get him in her again. The first time, though, had been by accident, and she couldn’t figure out how she’d done it. Bobby didn’t help her, until she got frustrated.“You’re sure you.