I’m sure he would consider it a compliment.”Bob nodded as he gave me the flask again. I took a nervous gulp. I was so confused. I was pretty sure ...y husband would not think it was a compliment, but these guys certainly knew what other men liked and I was in no shape to argue, so how could I say they were wrong? They seemed to have my best interests in mind, and I was enjoying all the attention they were showering on me.Dave started rubbing my clit and I felt it thicken and push out from its. “Oh yes honey and he gets so excited. Try it next time” she said. I headed home with my mind processing the information. Mrs Walden was so smart to work it out. I couldn’t help wondering if she had ever taken him anally. Maybe we would talk about another day. I got home and things returned to normal. “How was your day love” shouted mum from the kitchen. “Fine” I shouted back. Dad looked up from his paper “yes fine for you Fiona” he said “I bet they have you down on hands and knees scrubbing. ” Meaning I will be cognoscente and aware throughout the whole process, trapped inside my own body while I slowly drowned in my own spit. I wasn’t interested in being pathetic before I actually was. I was going to be the best “Me” I could be, while I could be. This story is about Alyson, a class mate. Alyson had a round figure and straight jet black hair to her shoulder blades. She was a bit taller than me, five foot seven or so, and she had great big tits. A feature she was not shy about. " Tails!" she yelled. So we started preparing for me to be a cheap hooker and she my pimp. We had already taken our vacations for a couple days before Halloween and a few days after. This would allow us time to prepare and time for our preparations to wear off. We decided to go all out since this was our first party and there would probably be a costume contest. We had gotten new clothing to wear. Hers consisted of flamboyant pants, a silk shirt and a fedora, and wing tips. Mine was a red lace.