I was surprised she went this direction but continued to listen. Her and her boyfriend were very sexual active, to the point it was hard to believe. O...e fact that stood out to me was everytime they hung out she gave him a BJ. I was in shook because they hung out all the time and he got one everytime! She said he would get really angry if he didn't get one so shed have to give him one. Even with friends present! She would sometimes have a girl friend over and she would blow her boyfriend in. I never want to insult you. I can’t imagine the torment you’ve had to endure over the years. You’ve been conscious of your lack of breasts, I’ve been conscious of my height. I’m five foot eight and hardly ever wear high heels. I know the two aren’t good comparisons but I can understand your feelings.”“Maybe someday I’ll be able to get breast implants and feel more like a normal woman for the first time,” she wished. “That bastard, Chuck, was right. I’ve never owned or worn a bra in my life. I. He squirms, frustrated at the slight power advantage I have. In one fast, unintentional buck, he knocks me off balance. The side of the mattress dips a bit, and we tumble off onto the floor. *Thud* Its not a far drop, but enough to induce&hellip,ok fine, we screamed. Ok not screamed, more like an AHHHH! From not expecting it to a full blown, tear filled laugh. We both lay on our backs, laughing hysterically. I move a fist over in his view, and we have a solid bro fist bump. Epic fail man I. Nothing like the aggressive, sneering expression I feared. I began to soften under her gaze, and settled down a little. We were only playing. She was in charge of me, and that felt good. I simply had to obey and she would make sure we would enjoy it.“Good girl, Mandy.” Goodness, it felt so different when she said it! “Now look into my eyes, and put on the collar.”I looked up at her, and placed the leather around my neck. It felt a little constraining, but not unbearably tight. I fitted the two.