And he is handsometoo.I wore my skimpiest babydoll to bed that night. As I drifted to sleepI had a vision, well two visions. One, Tom found me and was...beating meto a pulp. The other was the same as the first except that Tom neveractually struck me. Greg stepped in and took care of Tom for me. God,I was starting to think like a girl! In the morning I got up, madecoffee, and dressed for church. I wore my best suit, the red and blackone, my black heels, and a white blouse. Nothing fancy. The. She looked at me with a serious face and then said, "I'll wet your chair..."I grinned, "I don't care about the chair or the carpet."Do you care about me?" She asked, a tiny and shy smile starting to show up. Her trembling decreasing."In my own way... Yes." I assumed."So stop doing these kinds of things to me!" She roared… But at that moment I knew that everything was fine. "I can't believe you did this to me," she said, sounding angry, but I knew her well enough to know that she was ok with. It's just something to relax you a little...' As I stroked his arm length tool I asked '...how will it relax me, I'm not gonna be knocked out or anything am I...' He smiled at me and said '...just close one nostril and take a strong whiff than do the other, you'll feel really, really good...' Glancing over at the clock and wanting him to leave before it got to late, I said '...alright, we don't have a lot of time...' Like a dunce I took two strong sniffs of the bottle, I don't know how to. I grabbed a Billy Idol album from my collection and started playing the first track, which was White Wedding. I stood two feet from Bambi. He was watching me touch myself. I thought about how I would do this. Bambi is a puppet so I could fuck his ass and his face. I moaned a little, the ecstasy in the room was almost tangible. I knew he felt it too. I leaned over and kissed his nose, tonguing it a little. I wasnt sure if that was considered sexy, it being my first time and all, but he looked at.