He asked me to give my number so he can call me and invite me at his home. I was in confusion why he was calling me at his home for beer as I have nev...r heard of gay and all.I didn’t have that thing in my mind at that time. But somehow I gave him my number and left from there.After 2 days I got a call from his number, he asked me how am I when I am free, so I told him I am free this evening, so he asked me to come in evening at his home and shared his Address. In the evening I told my friends I. He waited until he thought I was reeling, and then told me he had a friend who would like to get acquainted with me."At first, I thought, he's got some kid there who's going to come in and really take advantage of me. But, no. What he's talking about is a big female cat, and I mean cat. He opened a door in the room and in bounded this thing. It had legs as long as mine, and black spots all over it."The thing was purring like crazy and kept getting down on its knees and elbows and crawling. I sighed softly to myself. Is it so unreasonable to want more? Why is this planet such a mean place to live?Then I remembered it wasn't over yet and I still had tomorrow to look forward to. That was definitely going to be more difficult than the party. Today I chose jeans, jumper and boots to wear. The jeans were nicely embroidered and a good length, only a slight turn up needed. The jumper was a plain black cashmere and wool mix and felt great.I sorted out my hair, styling the wig slightly. The latter were only allowed to use a ‘slipper’ which was a well worn gym shoe and always given on the bottom, but teachers beat us with slippers and canes (or straps according to personal preference) on our bottoms and canes on our hands and bottoms. The cane was always referred to as ‘The Stick’. We were usually punished in front of our classmates, but sometimes were taken out into the corridor where the mistress could get a better swing. I can still remember the excitement I felt when.