It was fashioned along the "Walk A Mile In Her Shoes" type pledge walks,except the men would pledge to wear women's clothing all day for everypreset a...ount of money raised. As we rode along to the strip mall near ourhome I noted the amount preset for a day was $200.00 and each page ofpledge forms contained thirty spaces. I had visions of thirty peoplepledging a dollar or two on each page so the ten pages I had in hand sothat at most maybe a whole $300.00 or so dollars would be raised. Wearrived. Sarah helpfully unhooked her bra, and as she tossed it to the linoleum floor, he glided his tongue over her erect pink nipples. Sarah moaned in delight as she leaned against the teacher’s desk, falling onto Mr. Wilson’s papers. “Engorged,” she chuckled. “Swollen or enlarged. As I removed my bra, I couldn’t help but notice your engorged cock,” Sarah said as she pressed her hand against the giant bulge in Mr. Wilson’s pants. “Oh… you noticed.”“How can I not. I’m not oblivious,” she said coyly,. Getting tipsy on a single glass of wine wasn't that big a deal, I surmised, and even if she was later confronted by someone who had once seen her down a whole bottle, she would probably be only mildly confused. So I used "the way it always was," etc, etc; just like Menlo had drilled into Brenda. I also used the lower room to make the same "suggestion" that my cock was the largest she had ever seen, or ever would see. I wanted her to remember me fondly, and I was relatively sure that my. "Yeah," Jack answered, lying back against our queen-sized mattress, his hand resting upon his bare chest. "You think she's into girls? If not we could probably change that." I fucking hope so... I wonder if she can eat pussy as good as she sucks cock." I said, sitting in Jack's large, black leather office chair, in nothing but a pair of (soaked) blue panties and a matching bra."When do you want to find out?" He asked, a devilish grin spreading across his handsome face."Tonight sounds good to.