“Do you like my crotchless pantyhose?” she asks as she flaunts her roaring erection poking out for both of us as she teases underneath it with jus... one finger.“I was going to wear my garter belt and stocking for you, but this is more comfortable. Though it was difficult to get over my erection.“I do, very much, a fantastic turn on,” Roger and I answer as one.I have long fantasised about cross dressing men dressed just like this and having them while my man watched and perhaps joined in, which. "She took the album 'Double Dynamite' from her handbag, then added, "But I wouldn't want to be a nuisance or anything, Helen."So, she did know who I was, I was impressed, "What's your name, sweetie?"She blushed again, I supposed it was because I had called her sweetie. "My name is Sylvia."I reached and took her hand in mine, "Well, come with me Sylvia, I think I can do better than just get their autograph."Dina saw me approaching with Sylvia in tow. "Who's the pretty girl, Helen? I didn't know. "Yeah," I said, "I needed a few more things." You mean the things you couldn't get with me watching?" he ventured."Oh yeah," I said teasing him, "you know, the lingerie, the see-throughstuff, and the string bikinis."He caught on, but replied, "You know, one day you're going to beserious." Yeah, sure," I said. "So what's up?" Elliot and I are thinking about going cruising later tonight," he toldme. "You in?"Christian was a big car guy, even though he was only a junior in highschool. He spent. ||Please step into the frame||With a sigh, I did as I was told. "The drugs," I thought as the cuffs clasped around my wrists and ankles, and as the gag puffed up inside my mouth forcing my jaws apart but sealing off my mouth, "are definitely making me more docile."I pushed away the other thought that tickled at the edges of my consciousness. The thought that maybe I was enjoying this subjugation and humiliation. That maybe I had enjoyed the raw sexuality of it all ... and that maybe I really.