He went and got some more goodies from the kitchen and while he was gone Sarah came outside. She was wearing a loose fitting pair of shorts and a biki...i top. Speaking of looking good enough to eat raw. “So are you going to be the barby boss tonight?” “I was thinking about it but it seems I have been seriously outranked.” “Ah so Max did show up. I wasn’t sure if he would be here.” Right on Cue Max wandered back out with another armload of food. “Hey gorgeous, looks like it’s going to be a good. So what was the problem? Well for starters, I was wearing a miniskirt, hose and heels. If that's not enough, I was bound and gagged, tied to a support beam. I had been for some time. And apparently would be for some time to come. Me and my big, fat, fucking mouth.From the beginning. After all, I do have hours to kill. My name is Phil. All right - right off the bat - I'm a pervert. I like women's clothes. I love the feel, the look. So much I guess it was only a matter of time before I eventually. " The right person will come along." You just need to be more confident. You look fine. Confidence is key."I would always tell them "I don't want you to stop living your life, but please try and keep it to yourself. I get its fun for you, but its painful for me to listen to you. I would rather have complaints like you than have nothing at all."After all, the closest I have ever been to a relationship has been a first date.And yet, even after all the advice, after their encouragement and their. Amy asked her question again, “Call me later,” I told her as the bus pulled up at my stop, “I‘ll let you know!”Amy and I were very good friends, but lately I hadn’t had the time for her like I had about four months ago and I was beginning to regret how we were with each other, but I had a naughty secret or two that I couldn’t share with her at all.I left the bus and toddled off down the road to my house. I waved to her as the bus pulled away and as soon as it did my mind was between my legs.