“Are you sure you understood her correctly? Was she serious about this?”Yes, I do feel she meant it and I did understand her correctly. I guess if...we continue, which I don’t see not happening, I may have to look into other options. I hate to think that way but I must admit I have a strong sex drive and I need it nearly every day. To satisfy her I would have to agree to less, say once a week or twice a month, but I have no desire to jerk off to satisfy myself when I am married. Satisfying her. By daring me to do different things, and asking for picture proof, I opened myself up to the two things that I like most, nudity and exhibitionism. I have done things that I never thought I would, for example: self anal play, cock bondage and, what leads us up to the following story, wearing women’s clothing. I have been dared to wear women’s clothing quite regularly, and I’m sure those requests came from the many men posing as women here on Lush without my knowing the difference. Other than. A few yards away from the large, half-open barn door, the unmistakable length of a hunting rifle appeared, while the rough edges of a figure that still remained in the shadows could be roughly traced. Steve froze in his tracks and pointed hesitantly at his silly papal hat. The figure took a step forward, revealing himself to be a squat, short, fat old little fellow wearing a farmer's overall and a pair of boots twice his normal size. He shouted then with a voice that sounded like weasels making. Just before we started the return leg of the walk she mentioned out of the blue how she had a “tilted uterus” and could not have orgasms. I quickly responded that possibly it was the person she was with. You could cut the sexual tension with a knife as we continued back to the offices. At last, Jackie asked if I had any ideas. I told her my family was leaving for the weekend, and she could come to my house Friday night. She agreed, and we would set it up Friday.The next two days took so long to.