I am thinking to myself, maybe I have a chance to run.The shower area had a long silver showerhead come out of a grey granitewall. The drain was in th... middle of the grey cobblestone floor. Therewas a set of manacles hanging from the ceiling in the middle of the room.The glass walls surround the area is clear as a lake on a summer day.The Leather guards forced me to kneel in the middle of the shower area.They took turns undoing the straps of the straight jacket. I started tostruggled against my. Once again Tyler had calledme a hot babe. Even though I'd never thought of myself as a hot babebefore - or even just a regular run of the mill babe for that matter -I figured Tyler would never lie to me. And yet, I still had a smallproblem with him and what he'd said. Tyler was a man. Some men justnaturally lied to pretty girls. Although I'd never knowingly lied toany girl when I'd been a man, I knew plenty of other guys that woulddo or say just about anything to get into some pretty girl's. As we approach the area, we see a young dude also on a skateboard, looks like he's being bullied. As we get closer, I see that it is Joey—our young little friend that we got into boxing, and won his silver gloves in bantam weight at his first meet. I motion for the bois to hang back--”lets see what he does”.As the bully, someone we had not seen before, started chanting at Joey 'soldier boi—soldier boy' and Joey casually skating in a circle around him, the bully finally reaches out and knocks. It took me several weeks to get used to waking up at 5am. Previously I didn’t know it existed. On the weekend we would go for runs around the local oval. He would do perhaps 10 laps. I would do maybe 2 or three. But it was fine as his fitness meant he could make love to me for longer that the 10 minutes I had become accustomed to previously. I soon realised he had a fetish for uniforms. Maybe because he always wore one. First he brought home a woman’s Army uniform. Of course I was meant to wear.