She is forced, by heavy teasing from the other girls, to confess that she would happily give him a blow job anytime he wanted. I take the opportunity... to introduce my idea that while the TV shows all the athletes from countries we have never heard of marching into and around the stadium, we should run our own version of the games – the Porn Olympics. Whoops from the other three boys indicate they are definitely all in favour. Michelle immediately declares herself in, just as I knew she would.. For some reason, I don’t know why, she sat with me that day, and ever since I’ve loved her. It’s as simple as that. Every time she talks, or laughs, or smiles, it takes my breath away. We’re almost polar opposites, though. For instance, she likes to dance and sing, and I’m into sports, though I’m not a tomboy. One thing we DO have in common, though, is our love for shopping. We could spend hundreds of dollars on clothes at any time if we had the money. Both of us like to look good. Most of the. My arms were being secured behind me. Handcuffs? Maybe. My arms had been bent in an odd way which wouldn’t allow me to bend them. As I realized what my arms were being forced to do my brain started recognizing the electrical messages indicating discomfort.Bent over, hands cuffed and arms tied in a weird way. I tried to stand up and was greeted by another wave of sharp pain. I was wearing a collar that had spiked on the inside. The collar was chained to something in front of me. When I tried. "Regina laughed and said, "Don't worry, Donald you are the first man Iever dated so I believe I am as nervous. I want you to know 3 shortyears ago I was a 6'2" truck driver hauling a Caterpiller and it tookme some time to adjust to my transformation. Do you know I wasquestioning whether I was gay because I am dating a man."Donald laughed and said, "Thank you for putting that in perspective."Regina replied, "I am feeling better that you are this nervous now,please get this car moving before I.