All six of themlooked at the hands on the table and then five looked at Bennor, wholooked up in surprise, said, "Wait, I..." and shimmered for a momen....Within the light the watchers could see a form which flowed and changed.When the yellow light went died down, Bennor had transformed. In hisplace was a beautiful brown haired woman. She stood up and stretchedseductively, showing them a form that was naked but for a bit of silkwound around her hips. Her body was one out of their wildest dreams. When I returned from patrol, Alex had finished her third drink. She was smiling, her eyes were closed, her head laid back, and she was slowly and softly massaging her still exposed tits. She opened her eyes and smiled when I walked in.I walked up behind her and replaced her hands on her tits with mine. With a firm squeeze to her tits, I asked, "You ready to do it again?"The vodka must have been having the desired affect. She giggled, and brightly said, "Yes, sir! I'm ready." Good! Let's see if. I watched and read MANY things in order to find what turns me on. I have watched so many different fetishes and read so many different stories. Still, regardless of what I watch or how much I enjoyed it, it was never what was truly thirsting for. I had to push myself in order to get to my peak. This is pretty embarrassing so I never told anyone. I was completely oblivious. Throughout everything I had done and without my knowing, someone knew of what I had been going through. The. The reason he was wrought with anguish and humiliation was because he had thoroughly enjoyed the B&D aspect of the experience and yearned for more."Oh Bradley..." Sandi cooed as she rushed through the door and hugged him.Brad started crying, and despite everything he had said about keeping it from her, the first words out of his mouth to her was, "I'm a fagot, Sandi. I'm a fucking fagot."I had given Sandi the details on her way up to the apartment, but it wasn't until after Brad had let it all.