Jennifer was also the star on the high school woman’s basketball team, some of the other girls were taller but Jennifer was faster and far more athl...etic. On the third date he had with her in high school, he had leaned in for a kiss, not completely sure of himself. The surprise was that she not only allowed that but joined in eagerly. Patrick was far too fearful of trying for any petting though, but he did have plans on finding out if she just might allow that, given some time. There were a few. "I'm sorry Paul - I don't know where my mind is this morning. I forgot to get you a bra!" She went and got one, and I went back into the dressing room and put it on. She gave me some tissue paper to stuff it with, and finally I put the blouse back on and came back out. "Perfect! Now we need to find you some shoes!"The only thing she could find that would fit me was a pair of black boots with high heels. I was sure glad I didn't have to pay for all of this, because those boots were expensive.. I had been hoping he would do it for days, and this particular night he finally got up the courage.We had been kissing each other every time we got together for a couple of weeks. A few times he had tentatively run his hand over the outside of my top, making my nipples harden under his touch. But this particular night he slipped his hand underneath my tank top as he kissed me, his tongue deep in my mouth. Before I even realized what was happening, his hand was inside my bra and cupping my. In this still rational part of your mind, you conclude that this must be a hard wooden cane.You stop screaming. The feeling is so intense you can do nothing but sit. At the same time, you find this ugliness strangely inviting… you feel yourself begin yet again to become aroused. “God, this is horrible,” you think. You hang your head in shame.“Remove the blindfold,” says a voice, you think the Man, but you cannot be sure. From behind, the blindfold is unfastened and removed. It takes a moment.