You feel thirsty but decide to lie down on your towel and dry off before you go back home.The sun is getting stronger and you can feel the water quick...y evaporates and you can feel the salt on your skin. Time for a shower so you gather your blanket and start to walk back up the beach. The sand is hot now and you walk on your toes. Just as you reach the concrete slab at the base of the steps you hear a voice. “Hey, come over here.” You turn and see the man standing on the deck and beckoning. She wanted to talk. About what? I keptracking my brain about what it could be. I just didn't understand.I did the best I could with the test. I just hoped that Mr. Karpov wouldbe kind enough to give me a good grade. Cera caught up to me as I waswalking out. She caught me at the exit."Hey, where are you going so fast," she said."I was just going to wait outside," I said."How was the test?" she asked."It was ok," I said. "I just hope I get a good grade. Karpov can be ahard ass sometimes when it. As I reflected on this situation, I wondered what it would be like if someone caught me dressed like this. What would my friends do if they found me all dressed like a girl, getting off on it? Perhaps they would just see me as a slut needing what a slut needs. Perhaps they would make me be like a girl, holding me down, pushing their cocks in my mouth…I had a lot of fantasies like this. I began trying to steal girls’ underwear. Once when I was staying the night at a friend’s house, I. She said nothing and I pretended to work for a few more seconds, then looked up at her. "Black, if you please," I said, handing her my coffee mug.I was completely matter-of-fact. I knew it couldn't be performed much better, but for all my acting, she made no move and we simply looked at each other. And if anything, she wore a slight smile, as if amused.My heart was beating and I knew I wasn't home yet. "Is there a problem?" I asked.Still we stared at each other and I felt nerves overtaking me..