“You’re probably right,” he said with a sigh. “Guess I’ll go jack off in the shower,” he said as he stood up and put his underwear back on... “But I’ll leave the door unlocked if you want to join me. Wink, wink, nudge, nudge.”“Get the fuck out, Daniel” I deadpanned and he laughed.After the door shut, I pulled my stretched and ruined panties off along with my tank top and tossed them onto the floor with my comforter that we’d kicked off the bed last night. My room reeked of sex, but I really. I took a seat and ordered a drink and then commenced looking around the barn. Everyone was in costume and masked and I began to feel better. That's when I spotted the girl dressed as Emily, the Corpse Bride. Now, I knew all of Chuck's friends, but under her heavy makeup and mask, she was unrecognisable.I summoned the courage to approach her and was rewarded with a smile. I asked her to join me and she accepted. As we talked and drank I felt an attraction to her.It was during our first slow. ”She took my phone and made the call. “Good morning, Bert. I’m Laura riding with Brian. We are taking a little detour to the Rock Eagle 4-H Camp off US 441 south of I-20. It’s a beautiful place. Please be understanding. I want to trap Brian in a pretty spot and kiss him.” She laughed to hear the answer. “I thought you would understand. I look forward to seeing you soon. Bye.” Her chuckle was low and sweet as she thumbed the off button.I said, “That may have been more information than they. I am sure every beta boi has stories to tell about how they have been kept in our demeaning place in life. One that always sticks with me is I was a grown man boi, 6 foot tall and not so skinny anymore. I did work out and was toned, but not a muscle man at all. I had taken my family to the river for a day of tubing in ice cold water, the one place my tiny pee wee measured up in man size. So here I stood in line waiting my turn to rent tubes with my 12 year old son. The guy in front of us was.