...) smiled and winked amongst themselves, and *I*wanted to shrink up and blow away. I did go back to the store weekslater at an entirely different t...me (to avoid the original clerks) foradditional pairs without incident. Three pairs wasn't enough. I had tofeed the fetish. I very cautiously smuggled the panties aboard the submarine, hiddeninside pairs of rolled up socks. Items brought aboard a submarine aresubject to search at any time and I could not face being labeled as atransvestite by my. C) he was pretty sure that the malevolent glowingeyes from ceiling level were at least slightly confused. "Hahaha," a woman's voice chuckled, though with aslightly unsure sound to the laugh. "Now we've got you!You'll pay for knocking those dresses down and saying 'thestaff will pick them up, after all, that's what they paythem for' - yes, you'll pay." Again the woman's voice wentinto mocking laughter. Jay cleared his throat. "Uhm, excuse me, but wouldit be too much to ask if you. I was light headed and slightly giddy in such a highly charged state of mind and sexual arrousal. I walked over to the far corner of the balcony, at its darkest point and without looking back at the approaching figure, some 10 steps behind me, leant out on the balcony rail and cluching my wine glass with both hands, I closed my eyes and waited for him to take me. This act of total surrender, of offering my body to a man for his, and my own, sexual gratification, is part of what drives me even. Fred and George would go nuts when they heard this!Counting to three, Ginny Weasley slowly inched the door open, but before she could do anything else, her jaw dropped in true surprise. Hermione was getting fucked all right, her pale skin, more pale than her classmates due to the hours and hours spent in the library, juxtaposed amazingly with the pitch black sheets on the bed in Romilda Vane’s parent’s guest bedroom. Her lean and slender body was absolutely drenched in sweat as if from an.