However, Diane was still sitting down as she leisurely gathered her purse, applied some lipstick, and stood up. Joseph realized his chance and tapped ...er on the shoulder. "Um, hi, my name is Joseph. You're Diane right?" he stumbled over his tongue. "I wasn't listening really, but I heard Ellen mention that she needed, well, needed a tutor or something, and I..." Diane's eyes moved across Joseph's body, checking him out like a wolf examining its prey. A slight smile etched its way across her. K love night, night she said" and then it was time to go up to my room and see if the wait to wear my first pair of tights was worth it.I lifted up my mattress and pulled the packet out then slowly opened the tape enclosing my nylon treasure then pulled a pair of the sheer American tan tights out putting the packet back under the mattress, I then pulled out the cardboard protector from the middle of the nylons and then stretched them out letting the legs fall and holding them up by the hem.I. Throughout her forced celibacy she had read many novels, smuggled to her by her cook, Mrs. Porter, that explained a seemingly endless variety of carnal arts in quite explicit detail. This was her first chance to put this knowledge to practical use. The taste was not entirely to her liking but with every lick, his moans only encouraged her to continue. He pulled her head away and she was certain that she had done something wrong though his eyes and gentle words dispelled any thoughts of the. ‘Hey,’ I called out. ‘Need a ride?’ She looked over, looking extremely anxious. Then seeing it was me, she broke into a smile of relief and stepped into the car. Right away, I could tell something was wrong. Her eyes were red and puffy, and she wiped at them with her sleeve before she reached over and pulled me into a hug. It wasn’t one of our normal hugs tho, this was her reaching out for me, looking for comfort. I held her in my arms for a minute, waiting for her to pull away. We stayed.