Well if you want me to erase that message”“What do you mean Sir” I struggle against the rope but it’s no use they are to tight“Did you hear ...e Sandeman?”“Yeah ... I heard you.” I wriggled futilely against my bonds trying to free myself“It’s up to you Sandeman.”“Do I have any choice Sir?”I was back in that situation with no option but to let him fuck me, I stop trying to free myself, it’s pointless.“You are a little slut who likes being fucked in her uniform aren’t you Sandeman?” this was all. As the afternoon wore on Zack’s appetite intensified. He followed the scent of delicious foods being cooked by the various vendors. First he stopped and purchased a chocolate covered banana and then he bought a freshly squeezed glass of lemonade. The lemonade quenched his thirst as he throat had become parched. It was a hot dry afternoon and as the sun beat down on his baldhead, he decided to listen to some of the local bands. He read in the program he received at the front gate that there was. Right here with Uncle Joey.?Crap, I can?t get things straight in my head. I keep thinking that I?m you, you?re me, and my mom is really my aunt.??I should have explained it to you Jamie,? Aunt Jen said as she walked in with dad. ?We were worried about you and thought you could use a little help. The CD?s will help you express yourself as a girl, that way you won?t have to worry about screwing up and giving yourself away. You?ll remember all of the things you learned about being a girl and do. She looked around the room and as her eyes passed mine she smiled. She didn't seem scared or even startled by our predicament. "Get undressed." She pealed the ripped garment off each of her arms, over her hips, and then down her legs. Now all she had on was a white lace g-string. The man watched like it was a show. Lastly she removed the undergarment, standing naked and silent. He walked over to the empty machine, staring at each of our exposed bodies as he passed by. He licked his lips as he.