Her legs closed together and her pussy exposed to where I could easily push inside of her. We both moaned in pleasure as the afternoon delight contin...ed.I could tell I was getting close to having to cum, and pulled my dick out in order to hop up on the bed with her. Switching positions was a delay tactic, and I was hoping she would be game to get on top and take a turn. I rolled over next to her, while we were both on our sides and kissed her deeply. Just as I had hoped, she rolled on top. I couldn’t wait to get out the door. Arriving at the studio Christine greeted me with a polite hello and a smile telling me that there was coffee on the go and to help myself which I did. I had never tasted fresh brewed coffee before; its dark taste took some getting used to. Half way through my coffee the first of the models arrived her name was Carrie Anne. She told us she was just starting out in modelling, though she had done some stuff for a local photographer’s club. At almost 18. Another finger went to the crease to investigate, and met with the same moist feeling.“PLEASE let there be some sort of opening”, my alluring female voice begged. My blind fingers slid, scraped, plucked, at latex seam, causing more moisture to emerge. The fondling of my sex, and an anticipation of what had come before excited me, as my nipples began to harden under the latex. A series different strategies failed to reveal an opening, until several of my fingers cooperated together. A few. "I mean what the hell, it was just a look at a part of my body, right?That's what I thought at the time. Later it became a request for atouch. Nothing else ever happened, but in hind sight I should have heardwarning bells.Life was really uneventful through high school. I heard rumors of Brucewearing his mother's clothes, but ignored them and we remained friends.I now remember that women's underwear tended to be in areas of Bruce'shouse that I guess were not normal, but what did I know or care?.