"ask right, boy" i replied, "Sir, could you please help me snap onthe armband so that everyone here will know that i am a boy?" Then he helpedme and b...efore backing off stuck his armpit right into my face, saying "Giveit a few licks, boy" Without thinking, i did as he said. My boy training wastaking over my life.i walked out of the leather store back into the bar. A big guy in leatherchaps and vest, and a leather cap was watching me. He followed me to the barand started talking. "My slave and I. "About...about last week. What happened." You want to do it again?" she asked. His instinct was denial, but there was something unexpected in her voice. Not dread, not resentment or anger...it was hope. Yearning. For the first time he realized that what he'd done to her might not have been wholly unappreciated."Yes," he said. The word just jumped from his lips.She trembled slightly against him. "I'll go lock the door," she said quietly. The pressure of her body on his arm eased as she. As Iwalked in, the girl at the front counter smiled and said, "Patti?" Yes ma'am." Hi, come on in, sweetie. Let's get you started. We'll do your nailsfirst, then send you in for some waxing and do your hair last." I didn't know about the waxing." She laughed. "Oh, you'll love it! It hurts a little when they do it, butyou'll love the feel of your skin afterward." She took me back to thenail area, where four ladies were lined up at tables, and introduced meto Mitzi, the nail tech."Well, let's see. As my son continued to grow his body started to change, when he was 13 you could tell that he is going to be a big man, as a c***d we use to bath together, because when he was like 5 years old and I bath him, bath time had always been very playful for us and I always ended with my cloths all soaked, so one day I decided that it was nothing wrong even my mother told me that I should shower with him to save some time, I did it as a routine until he was 7 I felt like he had to started to shower.