The first is that I’m a switch, yes, but I feel differently about it with men as opposed to women. I’m attracted to both sexes, but I tend to domi...ate men and submit to women. I’ve discovered that when a woman, or better yet, multiple women, tie me up and take control, I never even feel the need for a safe word. With men, I’m too tense. Remember how quickly I called out the safe word, though I credit you for respecting it? That’s how it is. That’s part of it.“The other is that I’ve been living. " No, really." I said, not really thinking of where this was going but becoming increasingly aroused. Rosanna giggled, got up on the bed and sat back on her ankles, turning partially away from me. Letting her towel fall to her waist and cupping her breasts, she looked back at me innocently."How's this?" She asked as if she really wanted my opinion.I gasped slightly. I could hear my pulse in my ears.Her figure was perfect, and I could just see the top of her ass. She had obviously thought about. Complementing those gloves was a skin-tight leather waist-coat that opened out tantalisingly around Tammy’s pointy breasts. Down below the girl had on a pair of fish-net stockings flowing up and out of a pair of shiny, black, high heeled shoes. Holding those stockings up was a black, leathery garter belt with suspenders to match ... and that was it ... no skirt ... no panties ... no shorts ... just Tammy’s bare butt and a completely shaved pussy ... a pussy with no pubic hair covering anything.. I fell to the bed to take a nap but I could not sleep.My mom tried to get rid of saree and wear a nighty and then there was a knock on the door. As I was trying to get some sleep, I didn’t open my eyes to see who it was. My mom opened the door and it was Ravi.Mom asked, “What happened, Ravi?”“I just wanted to know what dress you are going to wear for today’s performance.”Mom casually replied, “I was planning to wear a cotton saree for today.”“You should look presentable and attractive for any.