I mean, seriously, who does that? I thought he was going to kill me with his monster.But hey, that he was this dominant and rough only made me want an... like him even more.Tears started to run down me cheeks and made my makeup run.When he finally let me get some air, he turns my head towards him and said “Now you are starting to look like a real slut, open your mouth”.He spat in my mouth, well, technically it got in my mouth and all over my face.He ran his hand over my face to smear his spit. That will take place in an empty apartment next to yours, since we can’t risk having that activity in the school building.”His proposal was upsetting enough for me to momentarily overcome my fear of him and I said, “You must be kidding Silas. Do you really expect me to strip naked in front of a bunch of horny teenage boys? I’m not a prude or anything, but that is really asking for trouble. And by talking about the second phase and beyond, that implies there are other phases? What else is there. I looked around as if someone were watching, a small, embarrassed smile on my face. I showered and shaved my pubic region as was my custom now each and every morning. Then my legs. Then I dressed as my Wife had taught me. First the chemise, then my panties, then the stockings and garter. I took a deep breath and walked into the hallway, stopping for a moment to look at myself in the floor to ceiling mirror. I still shocked myself sometimes. Here I was, a 280 pound, 6 foot three man that most. After the initial chit chat my dad suggested me and her head out for a bit for a bike ride , my sisters bike was there available so I said yeah OK , anything to get away from boring grown up talk , Jayne seemed keen to go as well . We'd been away for about 10 mins when we stopped at a local view point and Jayne asked me if I had a light for a cigarette , she said she was gasping for a smoke , but couldn't get one when her mum and dad were around , that was the second time she'd shocked me that.