My wrists remained bound behind me, and the gag and blindfold stayed in place. I was helped up, unsteadily to my feet. I was held up on both sides, an... guided out the door and up the stairs to call home, and ask, beg even, to be allowed to spend the night at my friend's house.My mother had readily agreed to the night away. I had never been more pleading in my life. I wondered if she could tell from my voice if something was different. But she had simply said yes, and told me to have a good. James began – his voice faltered at first, then became clear and strong, as he read from a small piece of paper - ‘We are here today to return the earthly remains of Chen Tseng to the place he called his heaven on earth – while he gave so much of his very being to all of us, and gave his everlasting love and very essence to his Michael at this very place, we know his eternal soul is in the heavens, waiting there for our time to join him. Today he weeps with us as well, as he can no longer. I am not sure how it developed but we were not only sharing stories about our sex lives and fantasies but were soon swapping naked photos. Her naked body turned me on but under Lockdown I had little freedom to wank at home. We chatted a lot about what we would do when we met up and agreed to see how things went, but it should only be watching each other wank or giving each other a helping hand. B became a lot more descriptive in what she really wanted to do with me. Then when Lockdown eased and. .. Then, as myeyes watered, I thought Oh, wake up, you little faggot! Sure, youmight learn to fake being a girl. Trouble is when and where and whofor? A dejected smile at myself and then I rinsed the panties I hadinvoluntarily stained, refilled the sink to soak them once again, justto be sure.Mother came home a short time later and went to the bathroom to freshenup. A sudden panic came over me. Had I left the panties in the sink?Mother returned a few minutes later with a knowing smile on.