I would count how many I saw, so I could tease my girlfriend. Once I got to 46. "Please?" She said when we had stopped for lunch."What?" I was confuse...."Cross dress for me?" She batted her eye lashes and gave me... well you know... that face."Mmmm..." It was hard to resist looking straight at her, "Sure," I gave in."YES!" She gave a little dance.My cheeks turned red as I thought of how stupid this would be. I gave a fake smile to her as I started to think of all the people I knew at the con,. It continued for a while and we left the place. There had been 2 incidents later where he threatened me that he will inform my parents about it and he would take my to some place and make my suck cock. Later I found, he did the same with by another friend too and that’s why my friend wanted to try it on me. Years passed and I was in high school where I used to get an erection and started masturbating a lot. I used to watch my mallu teacher Sheeba and get an erection during class. I used to sit. Not before lunch, darling, if you don’t mind. There are some things you just don’t do before lunch – but as much as you like afterwards.’ This brought some rude comments and laughter. After a few draughts of the ale and mead, they sat themselves at the table to eat. The atmosphere became boisterous and very jolly, with everyone enjoying the food and liquor. Martin sat at one end of the long table, passing the platter of bread, the jugs of mead and flagons of ale. Delia at the other end, enjoyed. “Ass…iste.”Yvette strolled to the front of the screen and not behind it. Jean was staring…charcoal and sketching pad motionless in his hands as though transfixed by her odorous perfume, the movement of her body beneath the fur coat…her buttocks, her whole person concealed and yet…open and alive in just the hint of her body enwrapped. She stopped then outside the screen, shrugged her shoulders, her coat dropping suddenly, revealing all of herself, her completely nude body, to the staring.