“Thank you. You look very handsome,” she answered shyly as she took his hand and led him towards the house.“Hello, Sam. So you did come to help ...ith the new flower beds,” Mary greeted him.“Been looking forward to it Mrs ... er Mary,” he replied with a smile.“Well, we did a lot of the heavy lifting yesterday, no thanks to my lazy boys; so today it’s just planting and tidying up before we can relax,” she replied with a twinkle in her eyes as they both remembered vividly what had happened the day. " Bye!" Erin yelled, winking at me as she walked away. She had a fairly nice ass too.---I took a seat in my poetry class, wondering who the teacher was. My schedule said it was Mr. Stone, but I'd never heard of him. Asking around, I'd discovered that he was new this year, and according to my roommate, Heidi, very attractive. Not that I really cared; I had a boyfriend already. Sort of.Nate and I started out as friends, until one party, where a drunken game of 7 Minutes In Heaven turned into us. “I don’t know. I was hoping you could help me in convincing her. I know she has an inkling for you,” I said.“Are you serious?” She asked.“Yes, she has admitted to me that she is bisexual and you were high on her list of future conquests, and if I told her you were available, she might go for it. If that does not work, I will tell her I’m not fucking her anymore,” I said. Betsy agreed to let Miss Emerson have her, if needed.Betsy and I went to Miss Emerson’s small apartment where I pleaded my. I wasn't a man. I was a bit chubby and had titties from being too much of a home boy. I had too of a small of a cock. I wasn't strong enough to tell anybody to do anything.I knew he was right. He said I sounded like a good college boy. He said that he was sure I was a sub boy. I was born to be between a guy's legs and beneath his feet. He said he could make me his sub shoe boy. That smelling shoes and licking feet is sick and disgusting, like Pete said it was. He said all sub boys have.