The secrets that we even kept from our wives as it was either too embarrassing or we feared they might leave us if they knew the full extent of our se...uality."Alex, do you do stuff to yourself that you don't know where the ideas come from?" Dave asked me."Like what?" I asked."Like I shave my pubic hair and my under arms. I don't know if it is a particularly gay thing to do but I just have to do it. And underwear. I like silky briefs. Not women's undies but nice soft men's underwear," he. I fully understand your trapped feeling as my life – as much as I love it and my boyfriend – still seems to keep me trapped also.’ She stopped typing for a second and, on a whim, added, ”I’d like to dance til two o’clock, or maybe dance to dawn………just once, just once, before the dance is gone.” Then, smiling to herself, she signed it, ‘Waiting Damsel.’ When Barb arrived home the next evening, Don was still in class. She quickly went to the site to check for another message and found it.. I was to make her a birthday dinner and, of course, had many plans for our re-acquaintance that night. I arrived at her new house with two bags of groceries. She threw open the door and hugged me passionately before I could even set down the sacks. I laughed at the sight and sound of her joy; as always, her feelings touching me deeply.“I missed You so much Master. It is wonderful to see You again.” She showered my face and neck with kisses as she spoke. I took her face in my hands, and looked. He went back down and that’s when he and Greg went calling on my unconscious Maid of Honor. My wedding day was the saddest, most tragic day I had ever experienced. I ran to the only person in the world I needed to have near me. I raced to my cousin’s apartment and fell into his arms in anguish for my destroyed life. He sat on the sofa, I was lying across his lap, I clutched to him like drowning person clutches a life ring. I cried, my endless tears soaked the front of his shirt while he.