Then we went to a Greek restaurant for an early dinner, after a couple of quick hits on the pipe to whet our appetites - our food appetites, though my...sexual appetite was growing with a pretty girl beside me! And from the way we kept finding ways to casually touch, I suspected hers was too...During our meal we giggled and laughed together, feeding each other tastes of our saganaki, moussaka and falafel with tzatziki sauce, then finished with a dessert of baklava and a glass or two of retsina. . Sure enough, when I got there it was him.However, before I got there, he told me that I “must bring my own condoms”, which to me made me think… hmmm if he doesnt have any condoms there then i’m sure to breed this sucker.So I go there without condoms, the door is unlocked… I walk in and find him laying down on a towel, with these girlie pajama pants on. Im assuming they were his girlfriends and that he likes to wear them to feel like less of a man and like the bitch that I was about to make him.. This seemed to be brought more clearly to my mind with each step.As Friday approached, I wondered what the plan would be. It would be nearly impossible to keep the plug a secret at home during the weekend. That evening, when I went to remove the plug and strap, I found a new set of instructions and envelope waiting for me. The instructions informed me that I was to take the envelope home with me and in the morning, after I had used the bathroom, I was to slide the egg shaped thing into my ass.. I did this to him. Should I? I don’t think he’s going to push you away Abbie. I stepped out of my white canvas tennis shoes and made my way toward his bed. I started to play with the shiny dark strands on the top of his head. His head jerked up and I knew this time there was no turning back. His eyes lit up.“Are you sure about this Abbie?” I nodded positively.“One more thing.” As if reading his mind,” You’ll be the first.” He peeled the cotton lavender blouse away with ease as his teeth latched.