Especially naked…” And they both traipsed off to their bedrooms to look at all the clothes they would not be wearing to the Ball of Bondage.“I s...ppose you think you’re going, you little slut,” sneered the Evil Stepmother to Cinderella.“Not at all,” replied Cinderella. “I have no doubt that Roger the Prince will not find me attractive whatsoever, and there will be lots of women there. What I’d much prefer is a fuck from a man, not a pseudo-lesbian like the three I live with, who only have fanny. The queen of the Harvest Moon was announced, Laura had won, as expected. Proudly she wore her crown and posed for pictures. This was her moment of triumph. Beau snuck into the girl’s locker room and gathered her sweats, gym shirt and tennis shoes, he knew she’d never consent to going to the maze in a formal gown. He waited for her to soak up her glory by the entrance to the gym. She glanced in his direction, he made a come here motion, and she obeyed. He kissed her on the cheek and handed her. Dexter would come over for a visit with Bobby. When they went to her bedroom, I would take Bobby to mine and “entertain” him until they re-emerged from their “activities” which would be around an hour. I had my hundred dollars. Score! I guess. Right? Selling my ass is empowering. Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Oh fuck, what have I done?Saturday arrives. At noon I put on the “outfit”. The regulation short skirt. The regulation braless t-shirt. The regulation boy-shorts which are stained with. As soon as they had driven out of sight, she ran down towhere I was sitting. Her long hair flowed behind her as her firm bodyseemed to glide through the air toward me.'My God! You mean I actually fucked her last night??' was the thoughtthat continuously raced through my mind as my face was painted with anear to ear grin. Almost instantly she was kneeling between my knees andresting her arms on my legs. Her smile was almost as big as the bulge inmy sweatpants."All I could do since last night was.