Thisis wrong. What's going on?Suddenly the spell was broken like lifted fog. I was sitting on thecouch holding hands with this guy I just met. I notic...d I had anerection. I let go of him and jumped off the couch with a startle.Damon laughed. "That never gets old. My younger brothers are sojealous."I was angry. I was humiliated. "How far were you going to take that?" Well, I'm not gay," he said. "I was wondering how far you were going togo. I was curious how far you were going to go to get the. The trouble was, I loved sex. I loved the way I felt while anticipating it, while doing it, and after we were through. I loved the way it felt when men, and some women, touched me. I loved the excitement of a party, and the way things looked, tasted, smelled, and felt. And yet I knew there was going to be a point when I'd have to walk away from it all.As the year turned I realized that I had better get my house in order. People ran background checks, and while people in the swinging community. But curiosity and sexual excitement overwhelmed me as I reached toward him and felt his cock through his boxers. My imagination was running wild because it suddenly felt huge.I put my fingers in the waistband of his boxers and looked him in the eyes as I tugged on them. He lifted his hips as I slid his boxers to his knees. I knew I had exposed him, but I was afraid to look. I finally got up the courage to look and see if I had, pardon the pun, bit off more than I could chew. Yes, he was bigger. I am Slave Deb. Brian is my Master. Slave Deb must obeyMaster. Slave Deb lives to please Master. Master speaks and Slave Deb mustobey..."After thirty minutes he could still hear her droning on but it hadbecome much softer like some one talking in a whisper.Brian woke early the nextmorning, he showered and dressed for work then he went into the closet. Deb wasstill mumbling very softly "I am Slave Deb. Brian is my Master. Slave Debmust obey Master. Slave Deb lives to please Master. Master speaks.