I wouldn't. I did. But I wouldn't let him touchme.Mr. Rodgers said, "Vicki tells me you don't want to havesex with men. That's good. I don't want any ...ay panty boys.I want you to learn to accept your girlishness, then wantthe pleasures of men. But I wanted to see your response andI see that what you saw excited you."I blushed. The shame. He was right. I was hard as stone andmy cockhead was drenched with pre-goo.He motioned for me to come to him. I froze. I looked atVicki, who smiled and nodded,. Corey´s head was high."I´ve been whipped, so I know what it´s like." Audrey Cotswold´s one free hand reached awkwardly to trace its fingers softly across Corey´s ridged back. "You poor darling, the bastard really let you have it." He´s not a poor bastard. He´s nice." That mean he fuck you good." It was Amrah´s wisdom from the other side. "You sure get whipped pretty. You most lucky girl."Back on the coffle! Chained at neck and wrist. Her wounded skin the only evidence of being, for a little. I climbed on the bed, moved the popcorn to my desk, and splayed my body on the blanket like a starfish. “Now what?”He rubbed his palms together. “You're good with words, Jax. Very good.”“Thank you.”“I'm going to show you how I feel about you without words.”“Kevin, we haven't… I'm not ready yet, but soon--”He waved away my fears. “I am keeping all of my clothes on. Like you said, this isn't about me.” He walked to the side of the bed. “This about you having no doubts about our relationship, and. I was wearing boxers under my robe and Heather was wearing a long T-shirt and I naturally assumed she had panties on underneath. As she sat on the sofa with her legs curled under her watching TV, I was watching her out of the corner of my eye. Within a short while, I noticed she had pulled her legs up, exposing a clean shaven pussy to me. My cock began to harden, so I just left the robe open, so that my tented shorts were exposed.While watching Heather softly slide a finger up and down her legs.