Can I buy you a drink?Don't you have a wedding to get back to?Um, nah, it's not that exciting. That's why we snuck out here for drinks.I see.About thi...s time the other guy joined the conversation, I let them buy me another drink and we made small talk until I could tell they were trying to cock block each other and vying for my attention. Finally, after three martinis and feeling bold, I just grabbed both of their ties and said, “Boys, I don't have to choose if I don't want to. Why don't all. Mostly, Ifelt content. Just looking at her made me calm and happy.Before we left, she insisted on tying my long, black hair into a ponytailexactly like hers. I protested that it wasn't manly, but she told me notto worry about it. Anyway, it would get my hair out of my face and showoff my cute earrings with the purple stones. I almost wished I could haveshoes like hers, but banished that thought.As she did up my hair, I realize that we were the same height. Wasn't Isupposed to be taller? I knew. Although I had worn heels this high before, the constricting nature of the corset required me to take very small steps. Whenever I took a normal step, the binding of the crotch put incredible pressure on my clit. I gasped at the first step and had to fight to keep from losing control. Slowly I became more sure footed. As I walked back and forth across the stage Suzy kept calling out suggestions, or were they commands, on how to strut and "show off the merchandise." I wasn't sure if she was. They are there to protect your nuts, boys, not cause you to get racked up by banging all around inside. The only one in here who even needs an extra-large is Mr. Jones, but you can’t stuff seven inches of dick in any of those cups.”“Oh, blow me, Frankie,” one of the three boys John cornered earlier said.Frankie told him, “Sorry, but I don’t think that is why you are here right now, and I don’t want to get suspended. Talk to me after school, and maybe we can work something out. Your sister has.