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Trust
Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: BDSM, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
of the next week. I gave her a whole day to calm down, then called her up. It was an awkward conversation. Once we got past the preliminaries, she asked me if I was willing to trust her, and when I asked, clarified that that still meant wearing the damned ridiculous dress. Now, I admit I desperately wanted that dress, wanted to wear it, wanted to play at being Amy for real... but I was *not* going to admit it. I look *stupid* in a dress. I mean, really ridiculous. Hairy legs, knobbly knees, big hands and feet. The mustache doesn't help much either. Or the nose, I guess. So I refused, of course. I mean, I *knew* that she would never be interested in me sexually if she once saw me dressed, and I had my pride. The dregs of it, anyway. And what she wanted, I thought, was to try to humiliate me, to make me stop. I asked if I could have the stories back. She said no. But I could have the dress. We were both crying when we said goodbye. I tried again two days later. It might have been the exact same conversation. We were both locked into our positions, and couldn't budge out of them. I wasn't going to be a party to my own humiliation. I didn't tell her that, but I did say that I had stopped. The only thing she asked to that, was whether I had carried out a purge of my clothing, and she strictly forbade it. Anyway, she refused to return my papers again, and we were both crying, again, and we said goodbye, again. Except she added, "Lee, don't call me until you're ready to trust ...