I noticed that wiggling on Mr. Jones leg made the pain felt better. He continued to show me pictures, mostly women playing with dicks and such, but he...never touched me except to put his hand on my waist as I dry humped his leg (for lack of better wording.) All of the sudden the pain became more, a very good pain, I stopped moving as my clit throbbed, and my heart began to race, and then it was gone, and I no longer needed to wiggle on his leg and I felt very good. I really enjoyed going over. When the bedding stack was gone, there remained the cloth belts from robes in two different colors and another strip of cloth. Tossing one belt to Sandy, Kathy wrapped one belt behind the leg of the sofa and tied it into a loop. Sandy followed suit.With a wicked grin, Kathy turned to Bob and motioned for him to place himself in the middle of the newly-made bed. He did, lying on his back with his head on the pillows. Kathy turned to Ellen. "These belts are to secure his hands, but only if you. We were both 18 then and we lived in a two bedroom flat in Liverpool. Life was pretty okay and I had a good job and as I said sex was just a straight part of marriage and we didn’t actually experiment to much, Mary always seemed dry when we had sex and she had never had an orgasm but life seemed okay.One day while talking to our neighbour from downstairs he explained how a water pipe had ruptured in his apartment and they had to clean and replace all the carpet in the flat, he would have to. Lindsay Korman called 'The Latent Crossdresser' where she describes thecases of men who had never previously crossdressed who suddenly plungedthemselves into passionate and extensive crossdressing as if their verylives depended on it."My Stepmother said, "Dr. Lindsay Korman? The world's foremost authorityon crossdressing? She's the BEST! I was a student of hers at theuniversity. I didn't even know she had a new book out."Heather said, "She does and it is indeed groundbreaking, but anyway,after.