She said, "I know you're new. You can help me getand, and I'll untie you. I slid over next to her. She smelled ofteenage hormones and sweat from runni...ng and struggling. I managed toget her wrists somewhat loose and she managed the rest pretty quickly.She then began to untie my ankles. She was attractive (not in thetraditional "pretty" way, but athletic and tomboyish), and I noticedher nails were polished a bright red. I told her how pretty that colorwas. She stopped like I had said something. I soon bought a strap on harness, and a bigger dildo, and we used that a few times over the next couple of months. Then after that, for some reason, we didn’t do much of anything for a while except an occasional paddling. Even the chastity device I had bought and wore for a while was sitting in a box unused.Then one night she told me that she had been thinking about it, and that I needed to make a choice. Either we could stop all of it forever, or I would have to become her slave, and that from. We now assured each other that we would alwaysbe there for each other from now on. That is when the boys came into the conversation. Should we let themknow about us Now? or just start staying over at each others homes as theboys do and just never let them know? Danny bought up the fact that itreally was silly them two being more or less a gay couple Us two being agay couple and yet having to hide it from each other. I had to agree itwould make life much more easy if we just came out to. “Susan, do you have many boyfriends?” I asked.“I’m taking a self-imposed vacation from boys. What you said earlier about girls. It’s twice as bad with the guys.”“How do you mean?” I questioned.“Well, if you’re not pretty, the boys don’t want to have anything to do with you, if you’re average looking, you don’t have any girlfriends or boyfriends and if you are pretty, the boys all expect you to put out on the first day, and the other pretty girls don’t like you and call you a slut or something.