"She's playing with her shit - just like a real baby."She wouldn't stop laughing, and even Alison chuckled at my juvenileefforts to minimise the damag...e. It was so embarrassing!My clittie and ball sack weren't too messy and I kept my back to thesniggering girls as I swiftly scrubbed my ugly male bits clean. I grabbeda washcloth and soaped it up and repeated the whole procedure, finishingup by scrubbing down my legs and washing my feet - just in case I'dstepped in anything nasty. I tried to keep. “I guess you also tried to find those in my Moms bedroom” replied Dan, aware his recent recollections had left him with yet another election he hoped Annie wouldn’t spot. “It important your mom never spots them Dan, or that you use them when I’m with her” “No worries Annie, I wouldn’t do that” Dan assured her, after all he had more than enough video footage to keep him happy already and saw no point in risking the wrath of a woman he really was in awe of, not when life was getting better and. ” “Yeah, but I don’t want to like, own you. Anyway, John’s a good looking guy, right? I just mean, you know, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, but I thought I would suggest it because he told me he really thinks you’re hot, you know?” I didn’t know that, and John was a pretty good looking guy, but I just had never thought about it before. “Well, he is all right looking, but it just seems weird.” “It’s not weird,” he jumped in. “Don’t think of it that way. It’s just sex, right?. It’s always humiliating.Even though I had become accustomed to the humiliation, it never got better. Because of my awkwardness and shyness, the pranks always ended up being about my body. I am tall and skinny, 6’0”, and basically too uncoordinated to be in any sports. I played violin and was on the speech team, but nothing more physical than that.These birthday pranks started when I was 17 and a junior in high school. Our schools were divided between the freshman/sophomore campus, and I was.