"Maybe it has bothered me a little," I admitted. "What has?" asked Shane. "That you like sex and want to keep your options open?" Seemed like such ... simple thought when he put it that way. "Yeah, I guess," I said, and then was quiet for a minute more. "Or maybe it just seems fucked up that I think about guys more than girls lately," I blurted out. Shane smiled, not maliciously. "Guys are hot, bro," Shane replied, boiling it down with those four words. I couldn't help but chuckle. . “I was surprised how many guys answered the ad.” As he said this I felt a cock placed in each hand, so I began to stroke them as best I could with my wrists bound. I felt a cock slapping against my face, then rubbing it. A guy was jerking himself off using the friction of my face and his hand, while another cock was slowly inching inside my sissy pussy. I could hear other men stroking their cocks around me, but I could have no idea how many. As the guy in my ass pulled out, another immediately. But of course Ihad no idea whether the clothes were decent quality, in fashion, orwhat.The wardrobe was overflowing with dresses, skirts and women's slacks.There were some long, elegant Laura Ashley-type dresses, obviouslyfrom the seventies rather than the eighties, or even earlier. Dorothywas probably old enough to have been a flower child. They werebeautiful and I liked them a lot, but even I knew there was no waythey were fashionable now."Ra-ra skirts!" exclaimed Sally in English. "She'd. I was told to strip, jump into the shower ok, I replied. OK what Rick told me leaving me like confuse, he grabbed my hand , grab a paddle right over his knee, learn how to call me daddy or sir. after 20 swats my butt hot now get in the shower boy, yes sir. don’t wash good in your boi hole, ok I’m still farting cum, sir. good boy. so hurry up. or I will give you 10 more swats I took a quick one an we went right to the bedroom, it was cold and a wood burner for heat only by the time we get done.