Can you imagine? Having the woman you love tell you you're sexually inadequate, but expecting you to stay loyal to her? it boggled my mind. I felt dee...ply relieved that Rebecca was attracted to me even though I'm feminine for a boy. I really lucked out I guess.After an hour or so, replies started rolling in, and we were giddy with excitement. The first one was from Dave "fuck yeah she looks good!" We laughed hard that he actually referred to me as 'she'. it was a little thing but it struck a. She made it two steps before she slipped. I winced as she fell, straddling the beam, my pussy clenching in sympathy as her small tits bounced. Then she rolled to the right and fell into the pudding.The crowd cheered louder. Mr. Osamu shouted in his microphone while striking a strange pose. He wore a purple tracksuit of all things, a gold medallion dangling about his neck like he was some sort of rap star.More women were bursting out of the punching bags. The bottleneck to get on the balance. So my father got agreed.The share business was started working smoothly and attained huge profits. So my uncle doubled my mom’s salary. Since he was best friend he used to talk with me freely. One day he took me and my mom to a hotel and booked the entire 1st floor in lieu of for celebrations so we had our lunch as on the table there was alarm bells for waiters for placing further orders then later he ordered for fruits & ice creams of different flavors as per my her’s wish. As I wanted to wash. “This is to bind my legs. I don’t want them waving around too much while I hang.” She then produced a light, but strong looking chain belt with handcuffs attached, “and these are to bind my hands so I can’t get to the rope.” Finally she removed an 8” long cigarette holder, “this is so I can have a cigarette after I’m bound, but before I hang. You know I’ve always told you I’d be smoking ‘till I died, right?” she said with a giggle.Bonnie stripped off her clothes quickly “I want to die.