A can of baby-food in my locker with "have a meal with the girlfriend on us Bill!" taped to the door.A can of baby-food in my locker with "have a meal with the girlfriend on us Bill!" taped to the door. I told them I'd told her to dress like that, but I'm not sure they believed it. This was getting fucking serious, even the chicks were jiving me and I'd got a reputation to look after. "Listen guys, boy like me attracts the girls, this is just one of the many. And she does was I tell her." They weren't buying it. "OK Bill, we tell you what she's got to wear, she wears it maybe we give you a break" said Riley. They sure as hell didn't expect it, and I guess nor did I. I didn't have the guts to ask, just shoved the message in her front door. But she surprised us all, and I'd bet a dollar that she got a few cocks hard that night. The white lycra mini-dress would have looked good on her anyway, moulding her lithe teenage body in all the right places. The hand-cuffs keeping her wrists behind her back and her ankles six inches apart were kinky as fuck making her waddle like a stoned duck. But what set it off were the hundreds of cut out photos stapled all over the white material. Every one was carefully cut out of a b&d porno magazine, and each showed a girl being fucked up the ass or in the face, while tied in the most uncomfortable positions. Talk about putting ideas into your head. But Imogen, my horny cheerleader for the night was stroking my cock at every opportunity and I knew my priorities. |