So here I am, average built horny but little lucky guy to fuck around with awesome chicks. The following story goes back to the days when I was nature...wise little immature & new to relationship and far from loyalty in relationships. I made out with girl of friends, roommate of girlfriend and Aunties. Obviously experienced, sexperienced Aunties were better. They were always interested in doing new stuffs/ways of giving and getting pleasure unlike young one who mostly preferred missionary,. "Oh, no wonder I haven't seen him then. Are you two becoming closeagain?"Eric grinned ear to ear, as I blushed furiously."Very close," Eric laughed.Sue of course couldn't have anyway to pick up on the double meaning, butin my agitated state I wasn't really thinking that clearly and waspanicking like mad.Sue and Eric said their goodbyes and then Eric scouted the street beforeleading me up the steps and into my house. I managed to sneak up to myroom without encountering anyone. Once there I. "I might have the right change," Jason said helpfully, and began tofumble through the zipped compartment of the purse. He couldn't even hideit because it was too big to fit in his pockets.The woman smiled. "Nice purse, Sir."He quickly left and found a big department store called Boots for therest of his items. He picked up a basket and found the hosiery section.He chose several pairs of tights and stockings, mostly natural but somebarely black. He noted the denier number on each pack, not even. They more reminded me of the Special Forces I’d had to deal with occasionally, who observed everything and only acted upon threats. Clearly they did not regard me holding a gun as a threat, which seemed odd, but no doubt they had their reasons. (I found out later that if their equipment detected a weapon, the AIs could disable it, hence they weren’t worried about the gun at all.)The journey wasn’t long; they took me down to a room and simply scanned my collar and wrist band before locking me.