Paul glanced over and then back to the TV. I was really turned on, but I noticed he did the same; and then he said “I’m getting more comfortable�... and stood, stepped out of his pants and then pulled off his shirt. He sat back down and stretched his legs out and again started to rub his balls as he stroked. “This takes me back to when I was a k** and just learned to jack off - you know, pulling it in front of your buddy” I said trying to gauge where this might be going. Paul looked over and said. It wasonly me who wished I could clean off my face, get my hair cut, andchange into some male clothes. That last hope was certainly unrealistic. I'm too short and slim to fit into Owner's attire. And I hadn't seenany of my clothes since I had arrived here. It was girly fashions forme, 24/7. I returned to the mirror for a final check, even strikingsome suggestive poses because I needed to be ready to show off forOwner's visitors. Again, I didn't want to risk earning a punishment.As I. “Where’re we going?”“The pavilion. Food and music and family. And you’re new and I’m close to you in age and I thought we could talk, you know...”“That’s right. I’m a year older. But look where YOU are, and where I am. I’m just getting started with college stuff...”“Life isn’t just about college and work,” she sighed dramatically. “I suffer from affairs of the heart.”“You’re thirteen...”“I wish I had a dollar for every time somebody said that. Anybody ever said it to YOU? ‘You’re too YOUNG to. I was surprised to hear this, but she said she fantasized about it a lot. Then she'd go fuck one of her studs to get even with her husband even though she only suspected him of cheating!That marriage only lasted a few years, then I met her half a dozen years later. And remember, we started dating and having sex while she was still another man's girlfriend.So on one of those late night phone calls, while I was in Paris and she was in Atlanta, I asked her if she knew what a cuckold was. She did.