This was the opportunity he was waiting for and he suggested humiliating me in front of my wife. The thought of being dominated by my physically infer...or buddy turned me on even more. "Sure, whatever floats your boat," I replied and informed my wife of the plan. She was apprehensive about me getting humiliated but, since Mike is my best buddy, she was okay. That night my humiliation began. At my house, Mike started by asking me to undress. I did and stood there in my skintight boxers, my hairy. Lucky boy, he was. "That's enough," he cautioned after a few minutes of the Shay and Jen show. "I really need to pace myself today, or you guys might be burying me on the beach today."Jen headed back toward the kitchen, but when I tried to go Ryan grabbed my arm and pulled me back down on the bed. "Don't go yet," he whispered.With that he threw me on my back, and moved over me. I thought that in spite of his last comment about pacing himself, he was going to give me a quick good-morning fuck,. The priest reached over his desk and pressed the button to his intercom. "Mrs. Crenshaw could you come in here, please." Certainly, Father."The door open a few seconds later, and the secretary entered the office, with Catherine still sobbing into Father Andrew's shoulder. He turned his head toward his assistant. "Could you get Miss Matzke a cup of water, please." Certainly, Father." Mrs. Crenshaw looked warily at Catherine, and headed out the room.By the time she came back with Dixie cup of. Jesse knew it was probably true because the girl was a snitch the entire time she was at the Logan Road Facility and she was lucky to have finished her sentence without something similar not happening in the nocturnal hours in the reform school environment.The second thing was that she was unusually PRETTY.The simple truth of the matter was that not very many of the minor girls were particularly attractive. Sure they had their youth going for them but the majority of them needed cosmetics.