When she had enough of this she turned to me and said, "Your turn." I was already excited, she unbuttoned my pants and just about ripped off my boxer..., (I didn't have a very large penis it was about 6 1/4" at the time) she looked at it and licked her lips like a little kid in a candy shop, and with that innocent look she started my first blow job. She slowly sucked on just my head and then she licked up from my balls to the very tip and then immediately started deep-throating it, oh it felt. My tongue did a muchbetter job. I longed to taste every part of her and when she realisedwhat joy that gave me she willingly obliged every submissive quirk I hadand began to revel in the erotic power she had over me. She began toteach me how to become feminine, how to dress like a girl and how to makemy young face into a palate that, with the right application of makeup,could be made into a facsimile of a young girl.Thereafter I became not only her occasional lover, but her willingservant. I. She had this, she thought. She followed suit behind her confidence-instilling conspirator by pushing her way through the creaking metal door into the gymnasium and the tryouts.The distance from the threshold she crossed and the judge’s table might as well have been a infinite. Every step propelled her an insignificant distance towards the austere-looking row of prettied-up prisses that were ready to oversee her audition to get on the cheerleading squad. As she scanned the expanse of blank. Assume a squat in the middle of the room and wait for me, if I get the urge I will be in, if not you will just wait in that position until I tell you different.She goes in and does as she is told, and it gets quiet as she stops moving. I wait for about 15 minutes, I am sure it seemed like much longer to her. As I enter the room she is in the middle of the floor squatting with her tiny ass on her heels and her hands behind her neck, fingers laced.The glow of the candles dancing on her skin, the.