Michelle grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself. She would normally enjoy being wrapped in it’s fluffy interior, but she stomped down the sta...rs to open the door. To her surprise there were two men standing there, one she recognised as Gary, from the village, but the other looked a lot like Jason, her customer in the week.“Hi! Mrs Gray said to pop round and collect some money this morning, you must be Michelle?” Gary asked.“Yeah, yeah, that’s right, come on in,” replied. Experiment a little, stop being so binary. Relax. Wearing a bra andpanties doesn't make you gay. You might even find it helps."Next I watched as Jessica rolled up a cigarette, not realising that itwas weed. She lit it and passed it to me and I drew long drags on it."These home made cigarettes are quite good," I said. "Ok I will try yourbra and panties although won't it be a problem as you said I was a size14 and I know you are a size 8?"Thinking there was no way Jessica would be prepared. ”She whispered in my ear how wonderful it was to have soft hands, and a soft body pressed onto her; how it was so much better than the roughness of a man, with stubble on his face, and with his body hair rubbing the sensitive flesh of a woman. I just laughed with her, agreeing wholeheartedly.I lay down on my back. Angela moved to my left side, putting some lotion on her hands, warming it up. She started to rub the lotion onto my very aroused body, beginning with my belly, rubbing the sunscreen. My irons were still doing well, so by the end of the day I really cleaned up.They all accused me of sandbagging, but I honestly told them that I hadn't shot a score that low since college. I also mentioned that I was rusty, and I'd stayed for a few hours after our match the day before, to try to find my swing. They made me promise to come back, but with a new scoring arrangement.I spent the next couple of weeks working on my golf swing. One of the pros worked with me looking for flaws, and.