"i bet you'd fuckin love to wear that wouldnt you you little faggot" was Gary's response.Although a little surprised by the manner of his comment I sa...d "sure".....i'd come this far, what was the point in being coy about it "i'd just love you to dress me like that"Gary grinned a wicked grin....."come on" he said, darting from the room I followed him into his mothers room. he went straight to her bedside table and opened the bottom drawer. it was full with lingerie. all colours. "I found this. All I could do is look at her with lust that would not be fulfilled.When we met that Saturday she went all out on her appearance, make up was heavier and sexier than hell, she was actually wearing a corset, it looked like a black leather one from what I could tell from the parts that were pushing her cleavage up and out as much as possible. She wore a skin tight black leather skirt with the material so thin it was easy to see the garter buttons that attached to her stockings and black patent. Anyway, it felt... weird, I guess... no, that's not it. It felt..." It is kind of hard to describe." She patted Jeannette's knee. "Guys will ask a girl what it feels like." She shrugged. "What can we say? Another girl will know what it feels like because it's happened to her, but a guy?" She smiled, shaking her head slightly. "Did you like it?"Jeannette bit her lip and nodded slightly. "After a bit." Did it feel good?" After a bit. I was too confused at first. I couldn't believe it was. Oh my god! Linda had just spanked my backside. But she was right, my arousal was filling the air in the tiny chamber. My legs trembled as I took the first step forward, not looking at Eve as I maneuvered around her and fled from the room. Once outside of their eyes, I started to race down the hall, up the stairs and into my room, smashing the door closed and leaning my back onto it. I was breathing hard, as if I had run a marathon, and my mind was a whirlwind of stray thoughts and emotions. **.