She knew I was a cross dresser and a bimbo slut to the extreme, but since I am so fem and so slender, she told me I would be recognized or viewed as a...girl by any guy sitting in the dark. She smiled and said, "Good luck baby girl."The screen five theatre I entered had an interracial picture going on of NFL type Blacks working over college girls. I have to admit it was hot. There were no theatre seats there, but instead there were couches and comfortable chairs in the main area and there were. Now there was no choice. The policewoman attached a tight wire-reinforced leather band around the top of my scrotum and from it led a thin rope through a small metal hoop set into the concrete of the garage floor. I either did as she told me or risked losing the family jewels.Any slacking on my part earned a whack from the policewoman's nightstick. She kept me at it for what seemed hours. She moaned with pleasure. Her hips began to gyrate and I thought she was going to suffocate me as she. ”“I don’t know about the 'little' part.”“Now, can you pull it off?”“I’d be lying. I’m not good at that and he will want to know all about us making love together.”“Do you dream, Jatz?”“Yes, why do you ask?”“Do you make love to a man while you dream?”“Sometimes I do.”“Think of the sexiest dream you have ever had and tell him about it but take out the man and put me playing the lead part.”She burst out laughing and said, “I don’t have to change the actors. You starred in it.”“I don’t know what to. Instead of pounding down to get it over with quickly, Haley had taken Jay’s advice to lower herself gently until her hymen encountered the head of Jay’s cock. Then, she should pause and push to the breaking point, and then hold briefly to let the small pinching pain subside. Immediately after that, Haley should allow herself to settle all the way down gently. Overall, this would leave her feeling better physically the next morning, rather than still stinging or sore.“After all,” Jay had said.