And I have to do my ownhair and makeup too," Dale exclaimed as he looked around then noticed outthe window that it was getting later by the morning tw...ilight. "How can a boy get so good at dressing and getting all dolled up likethat, that good, just like a girl?" Wayne exclaimed. "You don't like allthat stuff do you? You aren't some sort of sissy or something are you?" "No. But Mrs. Foster has a way of training you, to make you comply andif you don't do it right you get punished. And it. We fashioning arrow quivers with shoulder straps and redesigned the furs we wore over our jump suits. These furs no longer needed to be as bulky for warmth because of our jumpsuits, so we stripped all the hair off them turning the material into leather, and then using thin strips of elk hide, we stitched our newly designed clothing into trim, light weight, comfortable outerwear.We used some thicker strips of elk leather to fashion belts, which we tied around our waists and to which we attached. He was slightly shorter and but still quite muscular, about 45 with his naturally black hair slowly getting grey. He was stepping next to me and unzipped. I was still fascinated by those ads and when I got to those at his side I realized he was checking me out. I instantly looked down at my own urinal. I was fully hard now, which was turning me on but was also kind of awkward but then I realized he wasn’t pissing at all. In fact he was playing with his boner. He wasn’t really hung, a bit. You can see what she’s like, QUITE obviously. There’s something about her isn’t there, apart from the looks. You’ve been losing interest in me anyway, recently...”“No I haven’t,” I protested, “it’s just natural that two people lose the intensity after a while. I still love you. I thought it was you losing interest in me.”“Well I still love you, you bastard,” she shot back, “and I can’t believe you just fucked her. She was supposed to be mine, anyway. I was going to tell you, it just seemed a.