Now, since the wrestling started weeks ago, I had really gotten into it and went out of my way to elevate the sexual nature of the matches. I began to...wear progressively hotter outfits and really got off watching the reaction of my opponents as we emerged from changing into our clothes. For this match, I wore a tan very high cut leotard made out of very thin, very stretchy lycra. It fit me absolutely skin tight and left nothing to the imagination. And instead of tights, I wore suntan Sheer. ..I look pretty good. The dress must have been sold for a flat chested female, because it fitted my boy chest perfectly.Creaking the door slowly open, i stood so shyly in the doorframe. In the bedroom, Kyle had turned the lights off and instead all around the room were candles of all shapes and sizes, making the room glow with the flickering orange of candlelight. I let out a barely audible, yet embarressing squeak of happiness, briefly forgetting my new outfit i was wearing. On the bed, Kyle. Marty and Cerome were kind of tag teaming peggy. She went over to the bar area and the 2 of them were in frint and back of her rubbing her and kissing her. Cerome was a bit blod and was rubbing her pussy. robbie said i will talk to him. he went over and explained that he was uncomfortable and since this was his house he wanted the bold moves to stop or we should leave and get a room./ a bit later Peggy came to me and said marty and cerome agreed to pay for a room at robbies suggestion. I. He would be home from work in about an hour and she was planning on getting a picnic ready to go to the lake. The phone was ringing when she walked in the door. She had just started getting things out to make cookies when the answering machine finally picked up. The overdone southern accent grated on her nerves. ‘Hey darling. I miss you. If you’re not going out with that little whore tonight, give me a call.’ Click. What the fuck? I can’t believe she called me that! Well, yes I can, but damn..