Again, Greg was a listener. He wasn't particularly predisposed to interestin such subjects. But it's what his friends were talking about so hedevelope... some insight and savy on the subjects thanks to his femininecounterparts."What should I wear?" How is my hair like this?" Does this make me look fat?"Those were questions Greg would typically field on a daily basis. Hisopinion grew to become one his classmates had grown to count on."How do you think I would look in this?" one girl would ask,. If you think I'm killing myself, let me." She jumped up and nearly sprinted to her room.I shook my head and went back to our room."Is Barb okay?" Amanda asked.I shook my head. "Apparently we were a bit, ah, titillating last night..." Listening to us got her hot?" Lisa asked."More like a firecracker, I'd say," I said. "Explosive." Firecracker?" Lisa said."Dynamite." Gotcha," Lisa said. "Should one of us go talk to her?"I laughed. "Right about now I think she's a bit occupied."Amanda blushed and. She likes me literally dripping with need… it used to be need to cum, and sometimes it still is. But increasingly, it is need to please her. It is need to have her choose. I am breaking, and she knows it.I test the bonds that are holding me comfortable but mostly immobile. As usual I could not get out if I wanted to. There is something about bondage…something about being tied down for her that brings me a sense of peace. I am completely vulnerable, but because it is for her I know I am also. I do not believe men are better suited than women. I do not believe an accident of parenting defines who will be good at a job. I judge people based on their own merits – their accomplishments, and their abilities."She opened her mouth to interject, and I held up one finger to forestall her. "Please, let me finish. I cannot judge Cailan's actions, given that I wasn't present to see them for myself. I have, however, seen both your actions and Alistair's. In the few months I've known him,.