I pull my small black Slayer shirt over my slim body, with the bottom still being short enough that my ass and bulge are still visible. It is a nice d...y and I decide to walk the 5 or 6 blocks through downtown to class. I can feel the eyes on me and it is really turning me on. I'm not really wearing an outfit that can hide my ever increasing hard-on, luckily I make it to class before anyone else aside from the instructor who probably got a pretty good view as I signed in. It was a slow day and. Swami said, “No..I’m not getting naked in front of you, you stupid queer”Ravi took Swami away from Hema’s ears and whispered, “Swami ji, I know you get off on her pain, just do what I say and I’ll give you a night you won’t ever forget.” Swami was still not convinced but decided to go with Ravi’s plan, he got naked and climbed into the bed with Hema, Hema still crying was not ready to start fucking in front of the stranger and was not getting into the bed,Swami got mad and gave her a hard slap. But our travel budget is small, so all I could get them to pay for is my airfare, coach, of course. I told him I had a friend to stay with and could live cheaply. Pretty smart, huh?’ ‘So, who will you be staying with?’ I asked him with a smile. ‘I don’t know, I’m sure I could sleep on the subway…’ I grabbed his head again for another round of kissing. I clung to him tightly while he stroked my hair or my arm. I needed the physical contact to assure me it was really him next me. I couldn’t. I guess," I responded meekly.All at once I felt the strain on my chest lighten significantly. Thefeeling of freedom, of unrestrained bouncing, was gone. However, thisfeeling of constraint and restriction came with a new chill washing overmy body.I looked down comically and a generous portion of clevage greeted my gaze.I was wearing a strappy girl's top now. It had a loose hem on the bottomthat swished around my midriff almost like my skirt was around my ankles,but I hardly noticed that. I was.