He took one look and said something or another was too fucking small and that he could easily fix it. Sally said with a wink, he is fucking a colleg... student that does plumbing part time. He is real cute and he doesn't charge to fucking much. I 'll call you tomorrow with his number. The party broke up around 7:00 and Jerry left for the airport. The next day Sally called. She told me that the plumber's name was John and gave me his phone number. I wrote it down but forgot about it until a. Her hair was combed straight back into a single tail on her back. I only recognized her because of her eyes. She giggled even more as I was standing there staring at her. “Do you like what you see?”“Very much so! How come you are dressed that way? Will you not get in trouble?”She still smiled. “I doubt my father would even recognize me this way. After all proper girls wear veils once they turn 15 and only drop it when they get married.” She made a gesture that incorporated the space port.”This. It’s too much I can’t take it anymore, I pull you up on top of me. Kissing, our naked bodies pressing against one another. You move back, feeling my hard cock against you. Teasing both of us you bounce back and forth. Your not letting me enter but you feel me against you, the pressure threatening to slide me inside of you. You feel so good cradling the tip of my cock, I want to be completely inside of you, to feel your hot wet pussy on me, completely enveloping me. You stop and shyly say, “You. Today, I removed my curlers,brushed out the tight rings of hair just enough, and then positioned itaround my face. I was setting everything in place with my hair spray,when the can emptied. I had only enough to do it all once; usuallyspraying it all twice kept the humidity from frizzing it up. Cursingunder my breath, I added hair spray to my shopping list. A quick glanceand I saw it still looked okay, so it was time to get dressed.I worked the pantyhose up my legs, being careful not to stretch.