Bob said they had to be for safety reasons, so that the machinery couldn't catch loose clothing and drag somebody around or hurt them. Every guy wore ... jock strap under his shorts, for reasons that will become clear in a few sentences.The girls' top had one shoulder strap. The neckline then swooped down and under the other arm, leaving that shoulder bare. So if you wore a bra it had to be a strapless one. With all the leaning over, stretching and all that involved in washing cars, those bras. So yes, I even started wearing a bra. Not because I want to be a woman, but because I am so sick and fucking tired of wearing a constrictive, suffocating compression shirt all the fucking time! I fucking hate it. And if I don’t wear something over my buddies, I’ll have people gawking at them, and I can’t risk that.So yes, dressing as a young woman is easier for me than going out in public dressed as a young man with tits…I drew the line at women's panties; I refuse to wear women's panties,. "Someone has to get through to her -- I can't," Penny sighed.I just nodded. When we got back, I deliberately sent Cunt in to awaken Master, knowing she would screw it up... ... And she did. "Troy! Time to get up!" she said from the doorway. I was three feet behind her and suddenly wanted to be elsewhere, lest I be made to share the blame...Master was FAST! The next thing I knew, he had her by the throat! "Don't say another motherfucking WORD, Cunt!" he rasped, then glanced around. "Where is. We got to the waters edge and stopped. They had not followed. I took his hand looked in his eyes and kissed him. I drove my tongue down his throat and he relaxed and submitted to my desire. We just stood there in the dark and ravished each other bodies with our hands. After a moment still hugging we pulled and stroked and touched each others cock. I kiss his neck and nipped his ear and whispered I wanted to fuck him. There and now.Yes you may he said quietly. He turned and presented his hard.