This is where the real story starts. I loved her with all my heart and I believed she felt the same way. Our sex was great, but I always have had fan...acies about other men fucking the women I love. It hurts and is erotic at the same time and would make me hot as hell thinking about it. I first started talking about it, my fantacies, while we making love. At first she was not to open to it, but with persistence she started to get more and more excited about it. I wanted to do more than just. They had whole racks of tail friendly trousers and underwear. There was more dress up and then we were finally done, except mum insisted on taking me for ice cream to cheer me up. After what had happened with the cereal I had my doubts about ice cream but I knew better that to try and argue my Mum out of something she had decided on.We were wandering back through town towards an ice cream shop when I got my first taste of anti-MORFS prejudice in the flesh.Someone grabbed my tail and pulled on. ”“I'm trying to see if this works,” Kate said, “I'm sure he likes me, and he's a cute kid, great looking, tall, handsome.”“Alright!”Andrea said, “By the way, I didn't know you smoked.”“I quit twelve years ago, I smoked in college and then right after, I ran into my friend from college about a year and a half ago, Rhonda, and she let me hide in the closet at her house and let me be peeping Kate when she smoked up a kid and jerked him off,” Kate said.“Wow!” Andrea exclaimed.Kate laughed and then. ? I said, as I stood back up and stepped back. She struggled to keep her legs wide, and the panties held tight.?Now I thought all day of a fitting punishment for your selfishness and I settled on this. Tomorrow you will go an apologize to my uncle and beg him to reconsider you for that job whether you like it or not. That should make things square between him and me. But tonight will determine how you are going to make it up to me for being such a selfish girl.? I could already see the strain.