Tony and I were still best mates and we started babe hunting in earnest, going to clubs, the pictures, even visiting the library and museum, six month... later we were still looking. One night Tony phoned to tell me his cousins were coming to stay for a while, his Aunty was having an operation and needed a few months to get over this, so she couldn’t look after the family, Debora and Felicity would be here on the Saturday. Tony hadn’t seen them for some time so when they arrived he was as. "How could I notcome see you?"She climbed up on the bed and nestled up to Tanner."Well I'm glad you came by," he said."I have a bit of a confession to make," Bridget started. "I was the onewho was behind Tyrone and Darryl coming on to you." Wait, you started all this?" Tanner stammered."Yes," she nodded. "I was also behind them filming you. I have toconfess I watched every video they made of you. I get off on watchingdominant guys fucking feminine pretty guys. The camera loves you by theway.. I was intrigued as I had only seen and read vague references to spanking and bondage in my magazines. They always painted the subject in poor light. My publications only had pictures artistically posed in homage to the elegant aesthetic female form, or so they told us. Any other kind of sexual gratification was for sexual deviants, perverts and those with a weak sexual identity.I could never agree but was unable to formulate a counter-argument, as it was a subject foreign to me. I was. He kissed her like he meant it. He had no idea if she’d ever French kissed or not, but, in her startled state, her lips were slightly open, so he flicked his tongue into her mouth. She stiffened, at first, and her hands went to his chest to push. Then they curled, digging into his chest muscles, but she couldn’t get a grip.Slowly, as he maintained the kiss, he felt her begin to relax, until her upper hand slid up his chest, to his shoulder, and then around behind his neck, and she started.