“Out of the question,” she answered.”why?””I was raised to think that down there was a forbidden place”Nobody ever mentioned that sex was ... highly pleasurable thing?””There were a couple girls in school who talked about it. But they were considered tramps. My Aunt always stressed to me the value of a good reputation.””What did you do when you got aroused? Surely you got turned on now and then.””Oh yes I did. I just go and have bath. “Aunt, I’m sorry. But with my last statement, she turned to. When she saw me in just my padded training bra and panties, which showedthat I was indeed a boy, she got that same look as before, disbelief.She asked me to tell her a little about myself, why I was wearingdresses and why I had a boyfriend and such.Off the top of my head I told her that I wear dresses because I want to,why the hell else would I wear dresses (Duh)? Then I told her all aboutmy boyfriend Roger, he was fifteen and a hunk; he could have his choiceof just about any girl in his school. As a white guy, what's it like working around these black guys with the huge cocks? Is that a little intimidating for you, as a guy? Or, are you kind of already relaxed with the fact that they have these enormous cocks, while you do not?A.All the guys I've worked with are great. And, yeah---I'm okay with the fact that I don't have a huge cock like they do. I've always known I had a small cock. That's no recent revelation. So, I have no problem with being the under-sized one in the group!Q.Are. As I get back into bed Amy came through wearing a tight T-shirt and tiny hot pants. Amy was a beautiful girl with an amazing figure long tanned legs that met a small round tight ass, a pair of small but perky tits and she had long blonde hair that went down to her upper back."Wow Amy!" I said as she came into my room."Sorry Rob but it gets rather hot in here when we are both in bed so I thought if I wore something little I wouldnt get so hot" She said with a little smirk on her face."Its fine.