. I was so excited, I removed all my undergarments! All I have on is my riding dress and my boots.”“Maggie, did you really?”“Follow me down in...to this draw and I’ll show you where Kane and I did it the first time. Ride next to me, Joss. I want to show you how excited I am to be here with you.”She draped her reins over her saddlehorn and smiled at me as her hands went to the neck of her riding dress. I had seen women wear them before, but I wasn’t sure just how they were made.Maggie never looked. Trista then slid open the sliding glass door to the balcony and told me to step outside. I hesitated naturally and she told me, "Listen, either you're going to go out on this balcony and do as you're told out there or a few things are going to happen. First, that chastity cage is going to have to be cut off by a locksmith and second, everyone that you know will see the various pictures of you that I have. Remember you lost the bet."That threat didn't leave me much choice. In high heels, a wig,. * I knew I was different / guilt and agony - Nah, I have always had an ego that has never let me down. I knew if I did it there had to be somebody else out there that wanted to do it too, even if I didn't know them. So why feel guilty? It has to be normal to someone. * I joined the army to prove I'm not gay - Hell, I was number 347 in the draft. Remember I grew up while we were playing policeman in Viet Nam. I quit school and got a job within days of the lottery. I'm not gay either, but feel no. The stories about her past as an athlete. Could she run with those breasts swinging around? What sort of exercises were compatible with that chest?She wasn’t particularly fit either but, I must admit, sported fantastic hand strength. I saw her beating Luna at arm-wrestling, and I knew firsthand how tough Luna could be. She never talked openly about it, about anything else either. For instance, how had she become so good at it? Apparently, her former husband didn’t want anything else. Was it my.