CynthiaGreen is taking a class at the college, and we've become quite goodfriends." She stopped at that and left me to think. I was fairly surethat Cy...thia had never known about the dressing up but I couldn't besure. While I was doing my best poker face, Stephanie went on. "She toldme about the suitcases. She told me how you acted so reluctant to goalong with the Halloween party and then seemed to have all kinds ofsuggestions about how you should dress. Does any of this sound familiar,James, or. ” He laughed and said “ I know better than that so don’t try lying to me, he won’t be home for days.” He looked over at me and said “ not much of a man here so maybe you could use one.” He laughed and said “ son go get that straight back chair in the corner and bring it over next to the couch.” I was shaking by now and I got up and did like he said. He then told me to sit in the chair. I did and he stooped and removed my shoestrings stopping long enough to wave the knife in the air and telling. . I mean ... your sweatshirt rode up a little, I think.”“Yeah. That’s fine. Don’t panic. It’s just epidermis. Your hand is warmer than my hoodie anyway,” she said. She was rustling the notes, but she couldn’t get them outside without pulling the blanket down and she wasn’t apparently willing to do that. I took the notes from her and brought my left arm outside the blanket to hold them. My hand was going to get cold out here, but I’d worry about that later.She pulled my right hand back around. "And what about the manly cum?" Yes, Mistress, and I love my reward of hot sticky cum." Her tauntingwas driving me wild. She drew me along, leading me into further andfurther into her web. With each admission my dignity sunk further, butmy sissy clit grew harder."I can vouch for that," Leroy chimed, in a mocking tone. "She is onecock hungry little faggot, who couldn't get enough cum. I can't waitto bust her little ass-fucking cherry and give her her fill of cum fromthe other end!"I cringed at.