She wore a green top and jeans, and some Converse. Wyatt looked at her, and he instantly felt attracted to her. Not in a sexual way, in a very warm an... fuzzy sort of way. Wyatt sat down next to her and said, ‘Hi. I’m Wyatt.’ She smiled at him. ‘Hi, Wyatt. I’m Sarah.’ Wyatt took a deep breath and wiped his palms on his jeans. He was nervous as hell. ‘Ummm… So, I haven’t seen you around before. Are you new to Rosedale?’ Sarah nodded. ‘Yeah. It’s really weird meeting all the new people.’ Wyatt. You are now going to be fitted with a cock cage to prevent you having an erection or sexual release. They will spend the weekend cock teasing and humiliating you. You will get to know every inch of their bodies with your tongue, and knowing that you find them so sexy, you will probably spend a lot of time shedding tears of frustration. Just think, while I am sobbing from having my sexual release, you will be sobbing from the lack of it". All the ladies laughed at this.They fitted the cock cage,. I ran into very drunk Heather, her husband out of town. Heather is very hot, smoking hot petite body, to die for ass, pert little tities, jet black hair, great face. She works out, is smart, and a real bitch! Her husband Rick is a class one dickhead. He is good looking, has a perfect yard, all muscled up, always driving a new car, rich. Together they think they are better than everyone else, they put everyone else down to make themselves look good. You know the type, their shit does not stink.. "Oh, well it's a building that I'm turning into apartments.. Still very much in the works I'm afraid, constructions starting next week and I'm just finalising" her eyes fell back into the pictures as she traced over them with her fingertips, half sitting as she leaned in for a better look, "Oh this is beautiful Mr Cleaver.." She exclaimed, her voice breathy and gentle. Her hair falling in slow motion over her breasts, sheerly covered by her thin white school shirt. At that moment, Jillian.