Nervous
He made me nervous. He always makes me nervous. And that, honestly, deep down inside of me, turns me on. It's no small part of why I do all of this. It's no small part of who I am. So it's no small part of why I'm kneeling here in my bedroom and why he's standing there before me. Standing there and making me nervous and afraid and embarrassed and... turned on. It's a times like these when I question just why it is that I'm into all this "sissy play" to begin with. I'm a...