As in most passionate romances, it is often good to tease one’s lover, to dangle her remotely, but tenderly just out of arms reach. To entice her bu... yet remain seemingly unmoved by her charms so that the flames of passion might be further stoked, and the ultimate embrace of surrender is ever that much sweeter still.My other suitor for my immediate attention, my long-neglected tomcat, Admiral “Bull” Halsey, had pleas of his own, quite equally vociferous and forceful! My downstairs neighbor had. I looked down and realized my nipples were rock hard and protruded from the soaking wet material. "Fuck, B," said one of them, grabbing a nipple and twisting it hard, "you weren't k**ding when you said she is a hot little fuck toy. She looks as though she's begging for it." "Always a whore," you said, still pinning my arms behind my back and allowing another of your friends to cruelly grab and twist my other nipple. Im getting turned on by the idea of submitting to the group.You then asked them. He seemed to consider me for a moment before he continued, "Let'ssee what you look like in just the underwear. Take off your skirt."I reached around front and unfastened the button, loosening thewaistband of the skirt. I then started to tug it down, but it didn'tget very far. My hips and but were simply too large; it wouldn't fitover them. I tried, instead, to lift it up, but my breasts posed asimilarly insurmountable obstacle. Compelled by Victor's commands, Ikept trying up and down all. My parents weren't happy with this plan but could see I was wastingaway at school and needed something in my life to grab on to.I started going to the park and sitting on the benches watching thepeople go by and wondering all the while if it would be better to be aboy or a girl. Mostly I went outside as a girl but when I felt mymanhood calling I would go back to being Fred again. Boy or girl itdidn't seem to matter, I couldn't get out of the box I was living in. Istill felt isolated from the.