But – he can have anything.’ ‘Yes,’ Lynn said, ‘But anything you choose for him will be unique in that you will have selected it for him –...it will be from you.’ ‘I don’t know his size or anything.’ You were distressed. ‘I know his sizes, miss.’ You were stunned. ‘You know his sizes.’ ‘It’s my job to know.’ She took your hand. ‘A sweater and tie to start, then.’ ‘To start,’ you repeated. ‘Yes – let’s look at sweaters and ties – to start.’ You smiled broadly. And so you and Lynn went to the men’s. Relax, it’s all cool.”Having reached puberty five years earlier, I knew that I was gay, but I had never told my mother and was concerned about what my father and half-brother’s reactions would be, when they eventually found out.Around midday on Sunday dad packed a picnic basket, before we drove off to one of his favourite spots. After a few enjoyable hours we returned home. As dad had to resume work the following day he went to bed early. Mark was between jobs, which apparently was the norm in. We dined well. And then I was time to return.I paid the taxi driver and followed her into the house. She was already stripped from the waist down ready for me. I bent her over the back of the settee and fondled her pushing her legs apart. "Time," I said " for further punishment." She did not demur. Before her arrival, I had arranged a long strap to hang down from the landing. I tied her to it after removing the rest of her clothes. A naked woman, arms tied above her head in a brightly lit. They knew that now I was getting a bit drunk so they moved us to another table and we were now sitting in a booth near the back of the night club where it was dimly lit and I was in the middle of them when one put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close to him while massaging my shoulder. As he was doing this, he pushed the strap of my dress off my shoulder and when it slid down my arm, my right tit fell out. I giggled and pushed the strap back up and we all joked about it and he.