" Let's see, Kyle." Matt answered. I handed the plan to Matt. He spent about thirty seconds reviewing it. "Kyle David Martin. That's you," Matt said a...s he finished looking at the paper. He looked up at me. "This is one of the official training plans made up by Coach Collins. I know, I delivered this to your locker personally earlier this afternoon." It can't be right," I protested. Matt looked at me quizzically. "I'M NOT A LINEBACKER!" Hey, I just do what I'm told," Matt countered, maintaining. Looking at Jessie’s sexy pink pussy I found the perfect height and tied several knots just below that spot on the shoe lace. I moved behind Jessie and pulled the lace between her perfect ass cheeks cinching the chrome ball into her honey hole just below her clit. I found the correct place for the smaller chrome ball so as she marched it would rub her tiny tight anus. I tied several knots below the ball and inserted the end in the waist chain near her spine. I had left a bow in the front lace. I went to unbutton them.“Stop, give me the camera. I will take some of you.”I passed her the camera. “So how do you want me?”“Let’s start with the jeans unbuttoned and you showing your boxer shorts; put your hand on the band as if you have just undone them,” she paused for a second looking at the camera. “How do you work this thing, what button do I press?”Rolling my eyes I walked across and gave her a quick rundown on the basics of how the camera worked.“Tell you what, let’s take it off manual. But my choices ofclothing were limited.I was in my bedroom dressing when I heard my sister arguing with mymother as I was looking at my collection of underwear. Choice of bikinis,hip-huggers or thongs. Lacy, nylons or silk. My sister had convincedmother to remove my boy undergarments and replace them with androgynousor female. I chose bikinis.I listened as my sister told my mother, "I have a new idea about what histalent can be in the pageant in two weeks."Cursing under my breath. I had worked.