She'd been to plenty of movies and knew what having sex looked like. She had a pretty good imagination too, and her parents hadn't been able to stifle...that. So any time she got really horny she just rubbed herself off and that was that.She had never gone through all the hours of self inspection, in front of a mirror, with bottles of this and tubes of that, trying to make herself beautiful. That just wasn't the sort of thing that was done in her family.It had never, therefore, occurred to her. — on my way. Be there in fiveYou ride the elevator down to the foyer, wanting to maintain the illusion that you are coming from somewhere else. You have to take deep breaths to calm that burning heat spreading through you. You feel like a live wire, sparking with every movement. When you press her number and the security door buzzes, it seems to vibrate through you.You step out of the elevator on her floor. It looks the same as yours, and you move quickly to her door, finding it slightly ajar.. Wouldn't I look scrumptious? Or should I say more scrumptious."I felt like she was openly baiting me, painting an image of herself wearing thongs for my benefit. She was clever... because it worked. I immediately formed an image in my mind of her wearing the wisp of yellow she was holding in her hand."Did you know I'll be fifteen next week Mrs J. I love birthdays, don't you?" Her hint was anything but subtle."What would your mother think of me if I bought those for you Rachel? She'd be totally. Finally, I decided to make my intention more prevalant. I added 7 more blue bracelets to my wrist--all the blue I had. Now, there were 17 bracelets on my wrist, 9 of them being blue. I was advertising that I was out to suck a stranger's cock.A few more weeks went by wearing my new arrangement. There was always a hightened sense of excitement when I wore them, never knowing what sort of interaction they may bring.My patience finally paid a dividend one weekday afternoon. I was standing in line.