Though I knew he would never cause me harm, it was only out of habit of what I was. I let my gaze fall as he seemed to notice the shiver that ran thre... me. “Why do you hide it, little one?” he would whisper. “Is it not enough that I know what you are, that you feel you need to hide your true self away from me?” he asked in that soft voice once again. I couldn’t force myself to look at him; I just balled my fists, as if trying not to answer him. “Forgive me,” I would whisper softly. “I have had. I was feeling relaxed now. You look tired he said, let me give you an oil massage, what are friends for. I was surprised but with Robbi anything was possible. I got down on the mat on my back and he started a really nice massage. Here, he said why you don’t have these magazines. I started reading them, they were really hot porn magazines. I had an erection soon, the beer and oil massage all were working me. Besides, our trainer at the gym had told us to avoid sex for wrestling and this led to. It looked good in all the portraits hung everywhere. Of course there were the prestigious parties and events they all went to.The marching soldiers were the low end of the social ladder; they weren’t entitled to be called princes or other prestigious names. But they were not going to work in the oil fields; that was nasty, hot, dangerous work so the military was the place for them.They spent days cleaning equipment, barracks and practicing whatever. Of course they looked good all decked out and. ..your ass brushes against soft smooth leather as you finally find something to rest your perfect behind on..I push you back slightly and you realize ..your on something like a Bench thats padded about a foot wide.I step forward as you settle your weight on this item..I see a small frown cross your lips as you realize this is something new...to our playroom.You realzie this was most likely the reason for the blindfold,you are startled somewhat as I step between your legs, you feel the heat from.