I find that hard to believe, TMW. Sure, you might... struggle a little, but I doubt you'd fight *too* hard. Feeling so soft and feminine and helpless as they tied you up, put you in pink frilly panties and painted your cheeks with blush...

You can deny it all you want, TMW, but you know you'd give in. You know you'd *want* to give in. I'd be surprised if you're not already cruising that type of bar hoping - praying - your dreams can come true...

Not that there's anything *wrong* with what you want, it's just kinda sad you can't admit it to yourself when it's so obvious to everyone around you. Your parents, your siblings, your classmates - they all *know* that you think about it, and they doubtlessly shake their heads when you're not looking, amused and saddened by the depths of the denial you're in...