I had a hard-on and was horny. I had not masturbated or had sex with my Mom in a few days, hoping today was the big day we would get it on and I could...release all the energy. I closed my eyes and tried to drift to sleep, when I felt someone pulling at my arm. When I woke up enough to realize what was going on, I realized someone was pulling off my shirt, and then my shorts. At first I thought it was a dream, but it felt so real and so I figured it was my horny Mother, finally coming around and. You two have to wear each others clothes to class for a day.” Amy agreed instantly. John was hesitant but figured it was a safe bet and relented. “No dresses, just normal clothes. Right?” “Sure, no problem.” Amy is the one who really got outrageous. “WHEN I win, you two will enter the drag show at Lucky’s (a local gay bar). And if you win, I get half of any money you make.” John and I immediately refused, but we gave in when Amy said, “What, afraid of losing to me? What wimps!”That semester I. She was wearing one of my t-shirts and making it look better than it ever had. Knowing her, she was wearing my boxers as well, but I’d just have to wait until she woke up to be sure. I smiled on my way to the kitchen thinking she has no idea. That smile was a permanent fixture on my face and I couldn’t shake the excitement I was feeling. My precious Mallory would soon be my wife. Mrs. Thomas Porter, forever mine. I remembered how on this day, two years ago, she took my hand and led me to the. She had a number of dark fantasies but of course the exposure one was interesting, given the situation she was about to find herself in. This is, perhaps, my favorite part of the story, knowing she had the fantasies and rubbed her slutty cunt to the idea of it or even to it happening to other women, not knowing she was on the radar of one such exposer.It didn't take long for this exposer to have collected several pictures of her. Some sexy but saving her anonymity, others showing her fully nude.