At the age of 12 I was generally a sporty lad with no real interest with girls. One day when My mum and Dad were out of the house and left me to myself I went into the garage to pick up a pump for my football. Walking across the garage a pair of shoes caught me eye, and for reasons unknown to me I was transfixed by them. They were a cute pair of open toed 2 inch heels. I don't have a clue why

 A LIVING DOLL. PART 1

I flashed a smile at the clerk. Her badge rested on her full rack and her name was Liberty. Color flooded her cheeks and I swore she knew I was fantasizing. Flicking my tongue across her nipples, biting their beaded tips with my teet Read More...