I'm 16 and I live in England. I'm 6”, about 60kg, well built, short dark hair, blue eyes, and a 6 inch cock. I have a pretty good life. I do well in... school, have a girlfriend whom I love a lot, I am pretty confident generally and have no trouble with girls. Sex with my girlfriend is good. Not great, just good. It's not that I don't enjoy it, it's just... something else. Lately I've been noticing other guys. Not in a big way, just when I'm down at the gym, or swimming. I just brushed it off, as. She was to learn how to be the perfect wife, and hostess, docile and quiet, and then she would marry the man her father approved. It wasn’t the type of life that would suit her, Tony knew. She was smart, cute and friendly to everyone, she didn’t care how rich or poor. Tony had had a crush on her since they were kids, but his dad and hers had never got on, or he would be the one to marry her. As they grew up, Tony had been the wild one, partying, staying out late and dating a new girl every. A search turned up hundreds of videos and pictures. While flipping through the pictures, there were a couple common themes, and they werent interracial. There is leather or latex in nearly every one of these pictures. Seem to be a lot of girls smoking cigarettes too. She double clicked Mozilla and googled smoking fetish. Sure enough it came back with hundreds of results. Brandy didnt realize there were people out there turned on by smoking. I guess I get that. It must be a bad girl image kind. So what’s in there? No, let me guess. You can’t talk about it.”“Actually, I’ve never been in there,” she said with the first sign of humor in her voice since she met me in the elevator. “I think Joey just had it put in because it’s Star Treky.”“Heh. Yeah, that sounds like something Joey would do,” I said before sensing she was more worried than she wanted to let on.I said with an unavoidable edge to my voice, “You think I really screwed up.”“No,” she said a little hurt from my tone. “I mean, I.