I sat down on the floor of my room and tied them on, feeling my penis come alive with excitement as I rested my chin on a silky knee.Not yet, I told myself. Back to the bathroom, where I blow dried my hair and then brushed and braided it into pigtails, which I tied with red yarn bows to match the letter on my sweater and the piping on my white skirt. Then to my parents' bathroom and my mother's makeup, which I applied sparingly to my eager face.Done! Finally I allowed myself to stand in front of a full-length mirror, and my knees buckled as I beheld my reflection. After two years of denial and frustration, I was overwhelmed by sheer joy. The cheerleader looking back at me in the mirror was incredible, and at that moment I wanted nothing more than to stay that way forever. I performed a little pep cheer, watching my skirt flip as I kicked up my heels, and I felt myself coming closer and closer to climax.Not yet, I told myself again. I returned to my room and took a thesaurus out of my. He’d seen Josh there three times. Amanda explained that Josh was an artist as well as a part-time model and had rented one of the upstairs studios. They were even planning to do a special exhibit of some of his work. He created ultra-modern sculptures of a highly erotic nature.One afternoon, Larry stopped into the gallery and found Josh and Faith in the small side room looking at some pieces that were on display. One looked like a sculpture of a vagina, with a penis coming out of its opening, head first, the butterfly-like labia spread around it like wings.“Oh, hi Larry,” Faith said when she saw her husband, “let me introduce you to Josh. Josh, this is my husband, Larry. I don’t think you two have formally met. The other day wasn’t a good time for introductions.” Her face was red, and she seemed fidgety.Larry stepped forward and held his hand out. Josh shook it, a bit too firmly. He was at least four inches taller than Larry and in incredible, athletic condition. His muscles bulged.
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