Embarrass me in front of my friends (FRIENDS??? Plural? How many people were down there, I cringed) and I’ll make you sorry you did.I went downstair..., tears squeezing from my eyes and snuck into the kitchen. Jim was waiting and he looked me over.“Very nice” he said “You’ll get better with the makeup in time. Now turn around and bend over, I want to see that pretty ass.”A fresh batch of shame coursed through me as I did as I was told. His hand grabbed my ass and squeezed it firmly; his finger. “I sure hope that’s Eric!”“Yes, sir. What do we do if it’s not?”“I don’t know. I guess we find out, first.”I picked up one of the shields I’d been playing with and drew my right-hand heavy sword, and stood ready while Jim opened the door.It was the parade with Eric, Millie, Henry, and Anson in front and all the spectators behind them, hoping for another fight. Sorry boys and girls, I’m working for Eric, and Eric and Jim and Henry are working for Millie. No fight.Eric asked me “What were you up. They had been friends since the beginning of the school year when Jenny's family moved to our townI was still up when they arrived home at about 1am and they were both giggling amd laughing so I knew they had a good time. I hadn't seen Jenny in her outfit yet because she had left for the dance right from her house. But when she walked in, it almost took my breath away. I had seen her many times before and always was amazed at her beauty and style, but this I was not prepared for. She was. .." No it's not. By a long shot. Don't take that the wrong way, but if you'd ever treated me like that, I would have cut off your gear long ago and left, my love." Interesting..." Look," she says, softly and taking my hand. "You insisted, wanted me to have those new experiences. I'm having them. I'm loving them. It's only normal I do discover new things in them that I don't have here, or didn't have before. Otherwise, what's the damn point? Hmm?" she ends, giving me light kiss.Strike one. She.