Well shortly after he says this he drinks a shot and his girlfriend walks around the corner from the kitchen nude. He says to me that they are both bi...and love to pleasure strangers together and that I turned him on as well as her. He took my short off over my head as his girlfriend undid my shorts. My cock was getting hard, he started rubbing my chest and lightly licked my nipples. At this point I'm full stiff and his girlfriend has my cock out and my boxers off. I was nude and she was and her. But at the same time knowing that we really wouldn't want it at all. But at the same time maybe questioning that not wanting and sort of wishing that maybe it could be true. It's so confusing, but I love this strange confusion, I'm discovering.Back to reality (sighs...). It's all going well on my front (and my back) ... whips seem made for me and me for whips and my BF is such a darling boy and seems to like it too. I've really enjoyed him tying me tightly to my bed (or to his bed) so I'm as. I am a David in Florence. I am a Work of Great Art. I am a vision to be relished, appreciated and revered. I am fulfilled. I am proud. The applause has died down, and I can hear the proliferation of whispered comments being passed from one woman to another. I could stay like this forever. Automatically, my arms lift themselves from my sides, to rest a while out from my sides, before continuing, to join, clasped high above my head. The clapping starts up again, and I soak it up, proud but also. "You were so cute in that vidio."My mouth dropped open at this. "Cheer practice? How? I don't know anyroutines, any cheers, any chants! I'll so obviously be someonedifferent.Look -- if you want this whole twisted thing of yours to be discovered,please take me to cheer practice! No matter how I try, I can't fakeknowing things that I don't. I'm sure you'll blame me, but I need moretime than this to figure all this out!"I had seen some cheer wear inAmber's closet -- clearly a big part of her.