I asked where ye ok and ye said no problem we are grand just having girlie time , I asked can I join in and ye both laughed and told me too carry on d...iving , but you told me too adjust the rear view mirror at the same time , I watched as the two of ye were kissing and tonguing each other getting really hot and heavy , you were wearing your black dress and I could see you had your legs open she was wearing a skirt that was hitched up around her waist , then she slipped her hand down your thigh. At this point, he was in love with her, absolutely 110% in love, and he knew it. That night was the homecoming dance and he was the front runner for Homecoming King, which was no surprise; he was 6'4", 175 pounds, light brown skin, light brown eyes, and very muscular. He was the captain of his high school basketball team, so girls definitely wanted him, but he was so transfixed by his sister that he didn't bother getting a prom date. None of them would ever be able to compare to his. Samantha couldn’t help but notice the smile and excitement in Diondre’s voice. With a low groan, she opened her eyes to look up at him. He stood in the doorway to his room, his smile revealing bright white teeth. Excitement showed on his face as he held out a hand, stepping to the side. “Please, come in! I didn’t realize you went to school here.” He chuckled as she shook her head in response, knowing it wasn’t because of what he’d said. “Sure you didn’t.” Her retort was dry, and she rolled her. And Kept me walking funny any time I was permitted to do so.Unlike now..Trapped, locked away under multiple layers of restraint, inside his long inescapable sissy storage box, secured with 8 heavy duty master padlocks, tucked away into a long nook in the back of his basement like a fetishy morgue chamber designed to hide away enslaved sissy faggot fucktoys from the world and prevent them from escaping whatsoever while he was away at work, it's steel door latched and locked down, inside the cell.