I walked out to the sign just to see how it was built. I needed to know what I wanted to do with it. I found that it was a simple pole with a cross ba... at the top. From the top hung a plaque with my information on it. Removing the plaque was simple. I didn't have any tools or really know how to use them, if I did. I also did not want anyone snooping around, so I made pictures of the hardware with my cellphone camera.I passed Marie's barbecue restaurant on my way to home depot, so of course I. I slide my fingers up to my clit, circling the little bundle of nerves. I’m already so close to release. To know that you are watching me, desperate to touch me but having to stay on the phone call, is such a turn on. I dip a finger inside my cunt, pushing deep inside. It isn’t enough, so I add another finger. But I’m still not satisfied, it’s your cock that I crave. I can see it straining against your dress pants, the bulge massive. I go back to my clit, circling faster and faster. I’m so. I had seen the rainbow’s colours on Oxford Street and, like Alice and the looking glass, I had stepped through; accepting that on other side was my team, and I was no longer a stranger in my own land.I had found my tribe, well at least the boy half of that rainbow nation. Best of all my tribe had made me a promise as we staggered home. They would scour Sydney for my girlfriend, and they had convinced me they could find, as they put it, a vanilla girl who liked girls, on one. "What's in the bag?" Alex asked."Panties." Panties?" Alex asked."They are a sign; a demonstration of your surrender to me." Max said. "I want you to take them into the restroom. I want you to take off your briefs and toss them in the trash. Then I want you to put on your panties and your slacks. Then walk back to the table. Do not sit down. Look me in the eye and say, 'Please take me home now, Daddy.' From that moment on you will be completely mine."Max paused to let what he said sink in as.