He was amazed at the size (not really too big...maybe 5 inches hard then). I asked if his was a not smaller...and he just pulled down his pants.We bo...h pulled up and kept talking after that...but the story does not end there. He finally got to asking if my girlfriend and I "fooled with each other." I told him yes, that we like to screw. He asked if she ever licked my weiner. Trying to see where this could go, I answered, "No she does not, but my friend Steve does." He looked shocked and. Rahall told me he had booked tickets for the night show and wecould leave the home by about 8:30. Mom suggested we have our dinner andgo. We agreed.It was 7:30. Rahall came to me and mom, sitting in the verandah and saidthat I better start getting ready. I nodded. After he had gone, mom saidtoday would be special in a way. I asked her how. She told me that todayI would be wearing a saree. I said oh! I told her it may be difficult tomanage in a sari. She had stitched two or three blouses for me. "Hmm, this is more fun than I thought, take off your shirt." Whaa?" I stammered."Take it off, I want to see you just in your panties, sissy boy."Her eyes fixed my mine and mindlessly, I undid my tie and took off my shirt. I was now standing in the tiny peepshow booth, my pants around my ankles, my pink panties and hairless chest."Boy, you shave your chest too! Are you gay?" she asked.I suddenly found my voice, "No, no!" I stammered, "I just like cross-dressing."She stood in front of me so close. Two naked men were holding a man who seemed to be wearing the very clothes that were laying torn to shreds in the bush. Now I have always found bondage very erotic but as I sorted through the negative images I realized this was some thing more than just bondage. There were two men and two women who were absolutely torturing this guy and at least one other person who took the pictures. My cock was stirring and tenting my shorts as I assembled the pictures in what I felt was chronological order..