They styled his hair and did hismake-up. They delighted in finding ways to humiliate him. And thenthey made him walk down an imaginary runway, weari...g stockings and highheels turning this way and that way, posing just right to show off thelingerie he was wearing. They took pictures of him.It was all too much, there was nothing he could do to hide his swollencock. The silky stockings, the soft fabrics, to oh-so femininelingerie betrayed him every time. They knew all about it now. Theyknew. “Okay.”“No, no, no, no!” I said, “Sweetie, this is Nebraska!”I rushed her to the car and got her inside as Lissa followed laughing at us.“What would Saul and Deborah think?” she asked as she climbed in the front seat.“Oh yeah,” Melody sighed. “They’d want to watch, wouldn’t they?”“You, girl, might look and sound innocent, but you are just plain born evil,” I laughed as we pulled away from the Y. I was relieved to see her smirk at me and pull her t-shirt back on. Rule one: No sex play when the. It was amazing to see a women like this in a magazine but here she was in my arms! Oh Shit! I just noticed a slight bulge in my pants from all this exploring. I hope she didn’t realize it! My worries seemed put to rest as she just let me go with a smile but I have to admit that her nipples seemed to poke out of her shirt a little, but that was most likely my imagination.I sat in the back with my aunt as my mom drove towards home and talked endlessly about all the hard work I’d done in school. I was called back for a second interview. The interview was set up with the infamous Bob. My palms were sweaty, I was nervous, my heartbeat racing. I would be face to face with the man whose mere voice could calm the rough sea of my day. What would he look like? What would he think of me? I was led to a small conference room where we would meet. I sat there and waited for him, barely breathing, sweat forming on my brow, and my fingers nervously dancing in the air. I had chosen my outfit wisely,.