Nothing too detailed, or what might possibly be described as crude. Just a few skilfully drawn lines preferably on a plain background, that implied in...the viewers mind, the beauty of the subject. My trouble was, that I could rarely afford to buy any of those pictures to take home with me and admire at my leisure. I’d soon be very broke, if I got into that game. I liked far too many of them to chose just one or two to purchase. Then at an exhibition one evening,after I’d lost track of Arthur. "Was I your first cock." "Yes, You're the first I ever sucked and the first guy I ever kissed." "Tell the Cop you want me to pop your cherry. I know you want it. You are about to cum just from my finger aren't you?" "Yes" I gasped the word he had two fingers in my ass now. "But what if he says he wants me first...He's a cop." "It's your cherry, you get to chose. We can pull a train. I fuck your ass while you give the man a real good suck job." "You girls coming" The cop yells trough the door.. Leaving the bound guards, McAllister and the others found the shuttered window by the kitchen, and, with a pair of pliers, removed the pins, laying the wooden shutters down beside the window. Moments later, all five were inside."Gesele, I am inside," McAllister told the woman nearly three hundred miles away."Bide," came the curt response. Savonne and one of his men propped the shutters in the window to protect against the off chance a sentry or servant might notice the oddity of a window bare. I masturbated on them over and over again. Until a week later I decided to try them on. I remember feeling so naughty and wrong, and at the same time so sexy. It made me rock hard. I decided to get some more. I also included heels, lipstick, and bought a dildo. (at first I shoved a thick pen up my ass to see if I would like it, and I loved it.)I began to dress like a girl and penetrate myself till I came when no one was home and would walk around like a lady all around the house. I would look.