" "What?" I asked? "Ohhh yes, they should fit you!" "Fit me?" "Yes, silly. Having a fetish means you like to see, touch, smell, and wear. In order for...me to be understanding and understand that you have a "fetish" you need to wear." "What will everyone say," I asked? "Nothing. It will be between us for I understand your condition. Now go on," she said. I got up to leave when she stopped me and told me to undress and put them on! I froze. "Yes, that's right. Sit down and put them on!" She stared. I had never seen such a bad girl in my life, and it was pretty hot. I smacked her ass again, and she was moaning even more like she wanted me. So, we stood up. She started to kiss me and make out with me, then she led me to the bed, and then she started to kiss me more. I could tell in her eyes that she wanted me and wanted to do some sex things with me. She then pushed me down onto the bed. It was pretty hot to see a naughty schoolgirl show a man like that. She then pinned my arms down with. Panic set in, I felt sick to my stomach and my head was spinning. Then it happened, he shoved his cock into my mouth. I closed my eyes and tried to accept what was happening. In my head I could hear the kids from my youth making fun of me, calling me a fag. Then a horrible taste hit my tongue. Adam's pre-cum was extremely bitter, probably due to all the protein shakes. I swallowed and sucked on his cock, just to get the taste to go away. Before long I was enjoying it, I sucked and bobbed my. ‘He was already abed. I did notify your brother.’ ‘All right. Thank you. Please do your best to make sure they’re ready to go- when is it?’ ‘The service is at nine.’ ‘All right, I want them ready by seven thirty. Thank you for waiting up, James. Take tomorrow off after the morning, you deserve it.’ ‘Thank you, Miss. Good eve.’ I reflexively opened and closed my fist. Freedom was close at hand. Close enough to taste. I was up and reaching for the champagne when I felt the draft and looked up..