He said they would wait for me for that long. It was already 1:45 AM.I asked him what he wanted me to do at this after-hours party. He said, “oh, we...want you to just make our friend happy. He looks really taken with your body. Hee-hee!” I cautiously agreed. Then I recognized this man as Mr. Hobson. I had met him at a company beach party picnic when I was a teenager. I was attracted to him, but I let it slide at that. Little did I realize that he was interested in naked men, and probably was the. Just give yourself to her. Trust her. Mmm, I wonder what she's going to have me do? Stacy's little toes begin to wiggle underneath her as her imagination takes over. Unfortunately, she's quickly reminded of her swollen bead. It begs her for some tender, or even rough attention. "Alright. I accept," Cara says, holding the collar up to Stacy's neck. "Lean forward, dear." Stacy gathers her hair up into a quick ponytail and makes her neck accessible. Miss Cara puts the leather around Stacy's throat. So I really didn't know why I was doing my own thing with the pantyhose by myself. She started to look me up and down with her eyes.“Hey honey, you okay? You're sweating.”“I was just doing some cardio. You want me fighting fit, don't you?” I was just about holding myself together enough to lie to her. I should have thought about what I was going to say, even in an innocuous situation like that.“But you are fighting fit enough already, don't you think?” She smiled and winked at me as she walked. She was looking for a white skirt and trying it over her clothes, as she was wearing a knee length one piece. Something struck my mind and I suddenly approached her, “excuse me ma’am, please don’t mind but I think you should try this one, the one with a little pink shade.” She saw it and luckily liked it, also she asked for more suggestions if any. I suggested her few and we got talking. After around 15 minutes, we introduced each other and we had almost moved from shopping to talking..