I was only doing set work on the college play because I was interested in Kyle.

(And okay, because I needed the credits.) I had an inkling about Kyle, something in his vibe that told me he might be tuned into my particular kinky frequency even if he didn’t already know it.

It was pretty clear he found me attractive. He was shy about it, though, so when I caught him ogling my tight butt or perky tits, he always blushed and hurried away.

The university production was about colonial America and Puritan morality. The main set was a town square. Kyle and I and a bevy of other wannabe carpenters had erected convincing building facades surrounding a central area where the action would take place.

Smack in the middle were the stocks. They were those wood frameworks you see in old movies, where a... Read More