Whenever I got a chance I would don women's clothing, and it always excited me tremendously. It was much easier doing that living alone, so I decided ...to move to Atlanta.When Brad and I first started chatting, I was very shy, unwilling to tell him anything about myself. Eventually, however, I told him lots of things - how old I was, my height and weight and where I lived. I also told him I found bondage very exciting when I was dressed as a woman. Brad was very open about himself, but he asked. " Kara recalled."I'm sorry." Barry said while looking down."No amount of 'sorry's' will ever make-up for what we did to each other, Barry." Kara replied, "I realize that now." I know but I should've been here, supporting you even as a friend, then." Barry said while refusing to meet Kara's eyes."I understand, Barry. You were-are in pain, and I caused that." Kara said with regret."No, we caused that." Barry corrected."I was the one who let you go, I was the one who ran away, and I was the one. When I got up to the gate, it was the first time that I was able to tell that he was a little taller than 6 feet tall, which made his physique that much more impressive.We headed for the stairwell with him leading the way, and he said,“I’m James, what’s your name?”“I’m Tim, nice to meet you James.”“You live here in the complex, Tim?”“No, my brother does?”, I said.“Cool, cool!”, he said.As we headed up the stairs, I followed behind him. His thick ass seemed inches from my face, and little did I. The first part of this is a wet sock into which I place a large ice cube and then my cum from the day before, yuk. Behind this is the small ring and clip which just goes over the sock fabric but is blocked by the ice, not coming lose till the ice has melted, this is where my clover clams will be attached to. I then secure this to my anchor point also attaching the string for my zipper to the lower point. I then get to binding myself.First I put on the leg cuffs just blow the knees making sure.