I saw you staring down the back of my corduroy pants looking at the back of my panties and bare ass crack above. Take some responsibility for your act...ions.“Okay, but it was not my fault it was just there. You were the one sitting that way displaying your bare butt crack!”Instead of debating my logical explanation Lily took charge. Brad just stood there and smiled at my discomfort.“Here put this on, now, Lily commanded.“What is that?“It’s a chastity belt, Brad.Brad, put it on or I will squeeze. I was grateful that a woman could look at me, look at her swelling womb, and decide ‘bad idea.’ I describe all this simply to point out that I was in no way an inherently heroic man. I was a human being, filled with faults and frailty, and consumed with the idea that I must fulfill my desires, and meet my expectations, if I was ever to live the life I dreamed of. And to this and I considered my own happiness paramount, disregarding the feelings of others, and taking every obstacle to my sense. "Once this has beeninserted, then what's left of your brain will comply with whatever bodyyou're in," he laughed and sat it back down out of my range of vision."Anytime you try doing something out of the ordinary in your hostbody...you will receive a sharp unbearable pain that will...let'ssay...convince you to change your ways." He hummed silently to himself,while he continued to prep for whatever they were about to do."You know the strange thing, Number 1? I couldn't figure out why theydidn't. ”The applause started up again and took several minutes to die down. As I waded through the room, I greeted the men I knew by name. I also noted new faces. There was one, in particular, a black guy I didn’t remember seeing before.When I got back to the front of the room I pulled Blaise close.“I also want to let you guys know that Blaise and I are about to celebrate our one-year anniversary,” I said. “In a couple days it will have been a full year since I first stripped for him. It was actually.