When she had arrived she had been wearing jeans, black ankle boots, and a black blouse. I had discovered the silky smoothness of the blouse when we ki...sed, and I ran the fingers of my left hand up and down her back. My right hand had been busy with her hair.Thanks to a game of strip Yahtzee, played by throwing the dice and seeing who had the most dots on each turn, she was down to her black lacy camisole, matching black panties, and black socks, and I was down to my socks and boxers.She wasn't. ”That’s all she said.We get in her car and she starts driving towards the mall. “Oh shit!” I thought to myself. I hope she’s not going to make me buy women’s underwear and put them on underneath, or find a way to humiliate me in public like she’s done before.To my surprise though, she drove past the mall and I breathed a sigh of relief. Well it can’t be that bad then, I thought to myself. As she kept driving, I noticed we were travelling into a very secluded area. All I saw were trees with very. Go figure!The rest of that week and on into the next, everything just seemed to come together. Sally was busy with the new house and Nicole was being drafted to assist her more and more. The basic architectural work was done and Sally insisted that Nicole put her own ideas into the finishing touches. It was, as she said, going to be 'our' home. Of course, Sally didn't ask me for my input. Like I always said, she was really smart...In general, things were going really good for me for once.. .” she started to say.“No, Mum, we didn’t have sex, if that’s what you are worried about,” I replied. “And, well, we were going steady, at least for a short while, but, well, we decided that with school about to start, and all of the stuff with that, study, Lori’s sailing, and me playing at the Mirage, we felt that, well, it was all going to be too much.”“Oh, that’s a shame you two called it off,” she said. “She’s a really nice girl, Lori, and her parents are nice, too. You didn’t have a big.