She then in angry tone asked so you mean to say you want to have sex with me. I immediately interrupted before she gets too angry with meAnd said I di...d not mean that but if it’s ok for you then I don’t mind because I just wanted to make you relaxed and happy. She was silent for a while and then said I’ll talk to you later and cancelled the call. The next day she came home with her mother.Like the previous day, her mother went in to talk with my mom and she came and sat beside me. I was a bit. ”The young girl nearly shivered with delight and arousal as she started tugging on Scott’s belt. “Oh, is Master going to fuck this slave? This slave would really like that. Master has what feels like a nice cock, and this slave knows it would like her pussy.”She was on her knees helping him out of his shoes and socks, with his pants pooled around his ankles. “Well, you might get to come, but it won’t be on my cock. I can’t fuck you, although I’m sure the experience would be wonderful.”Nina was. Oh, well, of course I bought her vodka, too. Instead of spending the money in bars we drank at my apartment or at hers.She kept at me about that bracelet, though. So persistently it nearly drove me insane. I guess I should say that it DID drive me over the edge. I finally did something I had never even considered doing before. In the end it was surprising how easily it was accomplished. People don't really look at other people most of the time. I could have gotten away with it if she'd kept her. I knew I was gay but my ‘closet’ door was practically bolted shut. I had indulged in nondescript homosexual encounters while at school, but they only consisted of an occasional wank or fondle, and were very infrequent. I could have been far more proactive in those days, but I was always scared of being exposed for ‘degenerate’ behaviour.Eighteen months before I had moved to the city after finding employment. I had often passed by Manley’s, a local gay pub, but had never had the guts to enter..