After high school, I tried college; that was a total bust so I went back to working in restaurants. At 19 years of age, I married my one and only wife...and got serious about making better money than $1.25 an hour, which was the state minimum wage at the time. I got a job working for the City of Beaverton Street Crew. Somewhere in the first few years working for them, my lack of social skills and consequent inability to work well with other people got the best of me. It took a really professional. You don't want to do that it's a girly thing or stop that you're a boy... So needless to say my dress up days ended around the time of age 10. I only got away with it for that long by pretending I really wasn't having a good time and my cousins thinking they were getting over on me. Little do they know how much I cherish those times in my life?My dressing and makeup parties were then resigned to raiding my mother's closets when they would be out for extended periods of time. I would sneak into. Then at 6:30 I would drive to work and work my 12 hour shift as a night time ER nurse. I remember he would send me erotic text messages letting me know how he was feeling. So, back to that day. I put on my sexy red lengerie with the open crotch and the arm restraints and then put on my conventional clothes over that. He came home and gave me a long kiss. While we were in each others arms I could feel the sexual tension building between us and the bulge growing in his pants. I could feel myself. He fucked her for about fifteen minutes before she finally started to come to. She awoke just as her master was coming into her pussy. "I had better not get pregnent." she rasped, throat still soar from hanging. "Snips, what did I say about talking?". "Sorry" she said. "Sorry what snips?" "Sorry master." she added quickly."That's better." Anakin said. Then he grabbed the saran wrap and told her to stand up. He began wrapping her whole body starting with her feet. He used five layers to make.