....Eddie and I were hanging out one particular night, smoking some bud, drinking some wine, and listening to the sounds of Santana. Somehow, we got ...into some playful wrestling. Since Eddie was taller than I was, he had leverage and managed to pin me on my back in a missionary wrestling position. Through my jeans AND his, I could feel his cock, which by now was hard, pressing on my ass.At this point, I was seriously wondering if I could go through with what was to follow. Throwing all. "Well you certainly look like one hell of a big sissy to me, I can'timagine any guy I know wearing a bra and stockings or walking aroundwith a bag like that. Hell, I can't even imagine any guys I know wouldgo near that ridiculous store. So what's your excuse sissy?" Shaylalaughed."I...it's not like I want to, I am being forced. I don't have a choice,now can you please stop asking all these questions?" Mark stammeredembarrassed."Hmmm no, and I don't believe you. There is no one forcing you we. I agreed…. She went inside to change and came out wearing slip and shorts at home with a shrug and lit a smoke… We shared the smoke and she started teasing me by some times asking me to massage her thighs…Or by bending forward as I can have a glimpse of her tits and suddenly cover it up… Or by patting by bum when I used to get up for some work…. She tied her hair to plates to tease me… I could not control more as she was driving me nuts… She then moved towards the kitchen and bend down to open. .. should we go see?" Dave will not do anything without me," I said. I am confident. He is MY Dave.She smiled. "I don't think Pat would, either. We need to take good care of them. I know I'm a bit bent, but so is Pat. We prop each other up. You, though ... you're some sort of supergirl. All the way from Guatemala." It was the hand of God," I said. "I am sure. How does one travel a thousand miles and end up with Dave? Miracle." Milagro!" Brindy said. Her attempts at Spanish make me smile, as.