“Good afternoon, Glenda,” I called out as I entered the study.Glenda shot to her feet from the sofa where she was reclining. Her smile seemed to b... part happiness and part fear. She was dressed appropriately for a woman spending a day inside her home, and she looked like someone searching for something to keep her busy. I couldn’t imagine why she was fixated on me, or why she would want to gift me her virginity and become my slave. A pretty girl that could find a man almost anywhere shouldn’t. Mike didn’t do a thing that next night, even though I waited a long time before falling asleep and he just finally got home and came to bed and drifted off without touching me. And I thought maybe he just didn’t arrange anything yet. Or he was afraid to start anything new because maybe he would lose out and not keep me for himself? So I didn’t anticipate. But what had changed was me! I had become a horny little kid. If you can imagine that. How can a boy want to be fucked by older boys? Even. Amber was now fully into the Burningman Scene.Amber’s camp was already beautifully decorated with rainbow shade structure ad a welcoming center space with a Bedouin style top covering, a stage and DJ Booth. In the booth was an extremely tall, blond afro, molasses black, beautiful transsexual, wearing super tall platform boots. She was playing soft trance mixes as the sun began to fill the space. I introduced myself, we shared some of my fortified coffee, and I politely asked which way to. "I'm so sorry what my boyfriend, well ex-boyfriend, did to you, I know you were just trying to defend me" Rosie tells you"It's ok, I would do it again" you reply You start talking, realising you have a lot in common. You then tell her that she is the most beautiful woman in the world. She then suddenly starts to cry"That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me, all my boyfriend ever does is insult me". She tells you depressingly"You shouldn't be with him, you deserve someone so much better".