Mujhe malum nahi laga ki usko pata laga he yaa nahi.. baad me fir see mene apaana haath lagana suru kiyaa. Tab usko malum huaa aur usne jaanke vi naah... jaanne kaa natak kiyaa. Tab mujhe aur josh aa gaya aisi hi karte kart eek baar jor see haath laga diyaa taki uske boobs press hoo jaye. Aisa hi huuaa. Hum dono sayad tin ghante bad lout ke ayaa aur apnee apnee ghar chale gaye.Fir ghar jaane kee baad usnee mujhe cl kiyaa. Tab thora thik se baate karne lage. Aisye hi haal saal puchte puchate mene. I want all-out for the occasion. I put on a pair of charcoal gray pajama bottoms, and the top of my black, Chung-moo-doe uniform, so I could operate with total stealth. I darted across the street and up the hill to his backyard, then crept silently up to the basement window where the shade was only half-closed. I had a perfect view of the two of them. They were perched on the couch where I had been sitting an hour earlier, watching TV and making out. The girlfriend (her name was Jodi) had. With nothing to lose, rather than say goodbye to Ellie, I asked if she wanted to continue out chat, she smiled and accepted my offer and I was soon checked in and we were heading up in a very small old lift to the 4th floor. As soon as we were in, Ellie turned to me, smiled and we kissed passionately, really passionately which surprised me, she seems so reserved, quite shy in fact. It was obvious where this was going to end up soon.We opened the door to the room, I was actually nervous having. It got worsewhen he started chatting me up."So, Jenn tells me that you're a sissy," he blurted out with suchnonchalance that I almost missed the urinal. "No worries," he continued infull voice as if this was the most normal conversation in the world. "Metoo."To prove his point, he stepped back and lowered his pants. David waswearing stockings, garters, split-crotch panties and a shiny metalchastity cage that was belted down tight.I actually can't use a urinal anymore--makes a big mess. Then he.