I've been mates with Jason for most of my life. He's always been a bit of a lad, a good looking guy, very popular with the ladies and unable to keep i... in his pants. For the most part I've been Jason's wing man and I've spent a lot of my time covering for this guy. In the early days it was a laugh and I'll admit I was in awe of the guy. I actually enjoyed standing back and watching him at work in the clubs and pubs, chatting to the ladies and then hearing about it in detail the next day. I. I had been pleased to find my supper without the typical scorched edges. I had come to accept these annoyances and their sudden absence was not missed. Kimberly was instantly recognized as having a calling.Jennifer would not let her stand upright the first few days. She was forced to crawl or crab walk. Jennifer would walk her down to the beach on a leash like a dog to relieve herself. But, as it became evident this hampering means of locomotion was hindering Kimberly's efficient abilities,. "Yeah, Jackie," said Jordan.Asleep? I knew this was a dream but it sounded like the girls were awake. That didn't make sense. It was my dream. They weren't really here.My eyes popped open.Jasmine held my cock in her hand and four other girls looked at it."What the hell were you doing?" Jessie said.She had noticed I was awake. This wasn't a dream! This was real! I saw Jordan's panties by my side. It all came back to me Oh, shit!"You pervert!" said Jessie.I was sunk. I was dead. This was probably. Friday came and I knew she would be home a little after 9pm. After she left that afternoon I took a bath and shaved my whole body so I would be nice and smooth. When it was getting towards 9 I picked out exacting what I wanted to wear. First I put on a pink lacy bra, and matching lace thong and garter belt. Then I added some pink thigh high stocking and hooked them to the garter belt. Finally I put on a pair of pink stiletto heels. I looked at myself in the mirror all dressed in pink. Yes, this.