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anon : 01 - Helping Laura (f/m)

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By anon

Wednesday, August 13th 2003 - 06:58:57 PM

this one's for tiemedown

When I was a thirteen\fourteen year old boy, another friend of mine of the same age would visit his divorced father in Cardiff, where he had remarried. His father's new wife had a seventeen year old daughter called Laura. A blonde, long-haired very attractive girl, she worked as an office 'communicator' (Gopher) She was very sexually active and wanted to try for a girlfriend. This was at a time when contact pages and so on were very difficult to come by and things had to happen by word of mouth.

She had to find some way of getting a rumour out that she was interested in other likeminded girls. She'd already been having a bit of a fling with one girl, but wanted to play the field so to speak.

Her solution was me. These days I'm something of a gruff unshaven rugby player. Back then I was one of these fresh faced slight prettyboys you would find on some dreadful Australian Soap. She made a deal. I would get some advanced instruction (for my age) Just instruction, read between the lines! What she did one Saturday was dress me as a girl, we stood at her bay window overlooking the street, and when a passerby came along she might vaguely know, we would enthusiastically kiss. She really did a good job on me, looked really realistic. White blouse with some padding to very good effect, short leather skirt and sheer black tights (at this age my legs certainly didn't need shaving)which was basically her work clothing, with a blonde wig. After a couple of hours she'd had some hits, and was noticed, plus I was really having fun. Then her girlfriend came up the path, she panicked a bit. I was instructed to run to her bedroom while she talked to Jackie. Our visitor.

Five minutes later, up Laura came with a problem. Jackie wasn't going anywhere in a hurry so I'd be difficult to explain away. I'd have to meet Jackie somehow all dressed up, but there wasn't much she could do with the voice. Therefore her solution was a bit unorthodox. She tied me up with ropes (of which she had MANY) then tied me to a chair, which was a bit uncomfortable, with my hands behind me, then gagged me fully over the mouth with several silk scarves, tying one loosely round the throat to conceal any evidence!!!

Two minutes later, she'd explained to Jackie she'd got another girlfriend and would she like to meet her. Up she came and entered the room with Laura. Wow! she said stooping over me, making coo-coo noises with a bright smile on her face. 'I love it, you've tied her just like me','She's Gorgeous' she said, kissing me on the cheek. This got her going so while I struggled trying to make as little noise as possible they sat, enjoying each others company. Then after a while, some whispering was carried out and a bit of a giggle. Jackie produced from one of the bedroom drawers an instamatic camera, and they took several pictures of me. Then while Jackie was admiring the pictures as they developed, Laura pounced on her playfully, and soon Jackie was delivered to a chair by me, similarly bound and gagged. We were then mercilessly tickled, difficult for me not to make any noise (luckily, Jackie never made me) and Laura emptied the camera contents on the 'flower arranging' she had created. 'I want to talk to Jackie alone' Laura said to me and dragged me out to another bedroom. After a minutes absence, Laura came back and freed me, got my clothes and I went for a quick wash to get all the gunk off and get dressed. Jackie saw me briefly later in the day with my friend who had returned and didn't cotton on.

Some of the photographs found their way to Laura's work where she had suspicions of several girls. With the quality of the shots, It was easy for her to pass me as her and her plan really went well, both from the rumours that flew from the witnesses and her 'do you want to see a photo of me tied up' conversations. She got her girlfriends.

I got my instruction.

All's well that ends well!

anon
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