.” “Shut up now, Frankie” I snapped, cutting him off in mid protest. “I want you to take this collar and put it around your neck and attach th... leash.” He stared at me, unbelieving, face turning adorably scarlet. 'Well...' 'Quiet,' I growled. He immediately quieted. He stood and I mirrored his movement, using my size to intimidate the smaller man. I held out the plain leather collar. With a shaking hand he took it from me, opening it up and raising it to his throat. Tears welled in his eyes,. Don’t look straight into the camera”I tried to look as normal as I could, I struck a few poses, spun around and just tried to have fun. Every few seconds Mikes camera would take multiple pictures, he would move to the side, down on his knees, turn the camera to the side, all while his camera clicked away. “Ok Loren that was great. That’s really about it. Go ahead and get changed into your dress and we will start again.” Mike said. He turned to Don and handed him the camera asking him to. Since then we've been assured on the highest authority in the land that oral sex is not really sex at all. I'm sure she was relieved to know that, all those years later. I know I breathed a sigh of relief. She probably thought, when she heard the news, that it was OK to go ahead and enter a convent, now that she was finally vindicated. I wish her nothing but happiness in her endeavors.Anyway, as I was saying, she and I would rent a motel room and spend the night sleeping nekk** with each. Usually located in very isolated areas, one man would be assigned to a tower where he’d live for those months, looking out for fires and keeping the hiking trails in his sector well maintained. Having left the Army where privacy was something to be valued and then immediately getting a job where I'd spent another year working, living and camping with more men, I volunteered for a tower assignment. Getting paid to enjoy months of privacy sounded fine to me. I was assigned to a tower in Oregon. I.