"Cute?!" I was surprised. How could any girl see a boy in panties andfrilly dresses as cute. What was I to her, a living doll?!"Yes," she said, as she... leaned in and kissed my cheek softly. "You arevery cute, in that way." She whispered so softly in my ear I barelyheard the words.As she tried to slip past me I stepped into her, pressing her lower backinto the counter to pin her there. She started to ask why or what, orsomething, and when she did I kissed her ? on the lips. It was a kissthat she. You last chance for freedom is gone. You cannot struggle anymore, at least not for now ……….. and you’re not sure you want to anymore.The struggling has brought the nightee up to just above your waist. After tying your last appendage and now have you spread eagle before me, I stand up to admire you. You are more beautiful than I had imagined. You skin looks so soft, your legs so nice! I look at your shaved pussy and see just a tiny drop of your wetness. I take the knife and cut the nightee. People decide what they want to believe and then search out sources, friends, and communities who agree with them. Within that community, memes and posts are passed around that keep building up the voracity of the opinion, regardless of its validity.”“Well-spoken young woman,” Metz said—not to me but to Jon. “She could go far. May I continue?” Jon nodded to him. “Miss Finn, what is the difference in your opinion from that of your generation.”“I am not always successful, Mr. Metz, but I try not. You know the kind, where maybe you're with a buddy at a club and he's ready to leave, so he makes eye contact with you and tilts his head toward the door. Well, like in a club, and still stroking my cock, I give him two small nods of my head.We rinse off, shut off our showers and head out to dry ourselves off. I've got one foot up on a bench, drying off my legs, when I feel a towel on my back. A quick back glance shows me he's standing behind me, drying me off. The towel then moves down to dry.