" she said shyly. "Come on, one more won't hurt. Live a little." The man kidded her. "White wine?" I'd better not; I've had a couple already and I am ...riving." She paused just long enough for him to start to feel awkward before she threw him a lifeline. "Maybe a mineral water." "Mineral water it is." "Would you excuse me for a second? I just need to."He followed her eyes as they darted towards the ladies room. "Oh sure. I'll have your drink waiting here when you come back."`My God, leading men. In some ways, them seeing me dressed as a woman wasa period at the end of a sentence that had already been spoken.However, there was another part of my brain that wasn't so logical. Iwas a scared 16 year old boy who was on the verge of humiliatinghimself in front of the little brother who used to look up to him andthe father who had wanted a son he could be proud of.It felt like another walk to the electric chair. How many times wouldmy pride have to be executed?"Hold your head up high and. Stsm asked if I wanted a regular massage or a “special massage”… amused and curious, I chose “special.” The three of them had Ke straddle my back and massage my shoulders while they pretended to massage my legs as a precursor to their real plan – tying me up and giving me birthday spankings. Smiling and entertained, I let them tie my feet and cuff my wrist to the bed, playing along that I didn’t know what they were doing. Once bound, the three of them took turns caning, paddling, and. ”She said, “I’m fine. I’ve been indulging myself.” Had she? It seemed to him that she’d been indulging him, and not only at the table.“Both of us.” Was that clear? “You’ve been indulging both of us.”If so, she continued to indulge him. Sex was lovely that night, and she fell asleep in his arms.They were lying apart that morning, though, when her alarm rang. It was hers, and he ignored it, although some stray question as to why she’d set an alarm before his waking time tried to insinuate itself.