She was young, thin, and beautiful with long blond hair, but the best part was her attire. She enjoyed walking around the house in nothing but shorts ...nd a thin white t-shirt, her nipples always seemed to be big and hard no matter what the weather was like. I think she liked showing them off to all the k**s, but who cares about them we'e talking about me. As soon as I reached puberty I can remember everytime I would see those nips my lil cock would get rock hard. I dont know wether she ever. Carrie popped in my mind, and I grinned. Doing a mental evaluation, I wondered if I was doing the right thing by guiding her into her female persona. I wondered if I was gay now, or bisexual, but decided I was just attracted to a female with a little extra. Not once since I had met her did I see anything but a woman. And I had to admit, she was hot as a firecracker, just discovering herself, wanting to experiment with everything.They didn’t know it, but I had gotten bored fishing, and decided. Diane's sandels,"clam diggers", and panties. I was allowed to honor her beautiful ass,and was then permitted to kiss and suck each toe. When I finished withthese acts of worship Ms. Diane removed the leash from my chastity tube,attached it to a thin pink collar I wore at all times, lay down on the bedand told me to begin.Since this was just a change of polish I didn't soak Ms. Diane's feet. Ibegan by removing the polish from her toes, cleaning and shaping hernails, just to make sure there. "Well, I grew up in the touring musician, dancing circuit. Many times we actually slept in the backstage areas. As a small child I had the run of those places. Few if any noticed if a small boy was around. It was quite common for me to walk through or have a coke in the women dancer's dressing room. No one thought a thing about it and neither did I for a long time. Then one day a stage hand offered me a buck to tell him what a certain dancer looked like. So I went in and stood around until I.