This was back before the internet if I did have the web back then I quickly would have found that I was not alone. But as it was, I to this day think ... have some inkling what it might be like to grow up gay and in the closet, so great was my sexual desire, trumped only by my need to keep my preference secret. What was my deep dark secret? I liked fat chicks.There was a woman in my dad's office that summer in who I took a strong interest in. Her name was Linda. She was a Hispanic woman, not. I could picture her in a skimpy bikini, revealing lingerie, or in the nude, which was what I wanted in the first place.But Suzy was so sweet and adorable that I just could not take advantage of her in that way. I was just going to take her pictures and send them off. Any more than that would be a plus.- - - - -Suzy called me two days later. She’d talked to her friends and her mother about my offer and had decided to give it a try.“Oh, that’s great, Suzy! When can you get started? I’m available. I look at this differently now, as the observers look and see an attractive goth girl going to be hung on the cross. I don't feel alluring any more, but instead just a bundle of nerves to be subjected to stress and pain for the delight of others.I am guided to a heavy post in the middle of the clearing. The other guy is there strung up on the post... he is sagging against his chains, as if he has no strength left. He must have already received his second flogging. It is the strangest feeling to. His hand continued to manipulate her breast until he slid it behind her shoulder to roll her toward him so that they lay stomach to stomach. Gently, with just finger tips, he brushed her back, enjoying the shivering sensations they produced, small in takes of breath as her nerve endings enjoyed his touch. Their temperatures and heartbeat had risen, breathing became synchronised as tongues roamed and explored each others mouths. Robert lightly passed his fingertips over her waist,.