I think we were testing the waters. It was me, though, who started in on it. We are after all both switches. People wonder how we both can be switches...and how we manage to share control. Yet, somehow we managed, didn't we? You like when I’m in control, but you truly do know how to make me submit. That doesn't come so easily for me. It takes the right kind of man to get me to submit to them. When you started to be Dom-like with me, I was in awe of how much I wanted to submit to you. Can you. . ."Odette almost answered, then found Pari glaring at her. This entry was being properly recorded. "Yes, like a bloated feeling. Not uncomfortable, but hard to ignore."This went on the same way it had for months till Pari was satisfied. She closed her book and turned to her sexy patient. Odette's boobs settled at perfect angles against her rib cage, obscuring part of her view in her current position. Her sandy blonde hair dripped like water, splashing as it contacted Pari's sheets but not. The Dudley’s had moved a bed into the aisle. “Alright Leanna, why don’t you fuck your dad the way he deserves.” I askedShe smiled as she led him to the bed. He dropped his trousers and stripped him naked. His young bride daughter proceeded to get on top of him and ride him like the slut she was. The crowd cheered with each move. We watched as the old man came in his young bride's pussy and ass twice over in the next hour. We cheered the old man one. He was fucking her ferociously thanks to the. And girls slowly began to notice me.I still didn't get any dates, mostly due to my own ineptness and lack of confidence. But my life was looking up. Once I found myself engaged in an idle conversation with a beautiful classmate in the hallway. My tongue tied itself in knots the instant the conversation moved away from the classwork and towards the plans for a party this weekend. After thirty seconds of me fumbling around like a near-sighted fool in the dark, she huffed away and joined some.