I liked the way it felt to wear dresses and stockings. I liked the taste of lipstick on my lips. I liked the way people treated me, and the way I felt... about myself.As I lay there in the darkness, I knew I had two choices. Give in, or fight it. I decided then and there to fight it.1994"We're leaving now, Jim. See you Sunday night." Bye Mom and Dad, have a good time."I waited until I heard the garage door come down, and then I jumped out of the sofa and ran upstairs to my room. I watched their. She leaned down and gave me a wet kiss. I rolled her over. I wanted to make love to her. She moaned loud, and I panted hard. Her hand found its way to my buttcheek, she pushed as I entered her each time.She came while I was on top of her. She rolled me over, and pulled me out. I thought she was done, but then she positioned herself on top, facing away (I believe its called reverse cowgirl). We rocked back and forth like that. After a few, she was really moaning loud. She rolled over, and we. This was actually happening. Reaching into my bag, I pulled out the duct tape and the zip ties, breath coming in deep, heaving pants. I let out a very low, very ragged sigh. This was it. I if I did this, there'd be no turning back. I'd be helpless.A little voice in the back of my mind whispered that I should go back inside. That this was a mistake I'd regret for the rest of my life. Part of me wanted to believe it. After all, it was more than just excitement that was making my body react how it. I was lying down. It felt like I was blindfolded andtied to a bed. My heart raced as I listened for anyfamiliar sound I could detect. I heard nothing. My mindblared as I realized I was totally naked. I triedfreeing myself by thrashing my body and twisting myarms and legs. The restraints wouldn’t budge. Icouldn’t think rationally, I just heard ringing and sawnothing.I could hardly breath because of the gag on my mouth. Isnorted through my nose and made muted calls for helpas I.