It was the first time he’d done a thing with a friend in ... gosh, he couldn’t remember when he’d spent a day just hanging out with somebody he ...really liked. Maybe he never had. Well, there were those four days with Rachael, but she couldn’t be considered a friend, could she? Sure, they’d had mad, passionate sex, but being physically intimate doesn’t mean the same thing as being friends. Does it?Truth be told, he wasn’t too sure he even liked his cousin all that much because she came off so. A stupid closet T-girl like me thinking I can lure a heterosexual guy my way, when he has a pussy to fuck there in the ally, ha, no chance. My urges were too much as I continue to see him man handle her, turning her around and screwing her from behind. The flickering light was like a photographer’s stills, flashing his subjects, giving snap shots of one after the other thrusts and her reactions to them. Her bare foot momentarily touched the wet concrete floor before she offered it up for him to. Bitch ... shrew ... cunt, whatever you feel like calling me. I wasn’t Miss Faithful or Innocent when I caught you with Ryan, but it was easy for me to blame you, to focus my anger at both of us onto you and him. I ... had started performing sexual favors for various men in order to make rent, pay bills, etc. Since you left, it ... escalated. I began turning tricks for men. I became a whore, a total, absolute whore. I wish that I could just say that it was to pay the bills and such, but the. I was told to lay down on my back and my wrists and ankles were shackled into the leather and metal restraints putting me in a complete “X” position.My head lay on a small leather pillow almost completely flat against the old hard wood. He circled me, checking over my shackled wrists & ankles making me wriggle and shift in anticipation of what was ahead. The largest of the leather floggers was selected off the wall and kissed my skin from my thighs, up to my stomach, my arms and finally my.