This summer I was spending more time than normal with her. She would either come to my house or I would be at hers. Annie has strawberry blonde hair... long, down to her butt. She id not even five foot tall and she only weighs about ninety pounds, her tits are tiny but she does have a "to die for" ass. She is smart and easy to talk to. She looks great in her bikini! On this day I was at Annies house and we had been in her pool and had come in to cool off. We were talking and flirting back and. Spring was here and he had a red sleeveless scoop neck dress with white and tan flowers at home that would match these shoes perfectly. The flowing hemline of the dress reeked femininity and would look grand with these shoes. A quick pedicure with his new bright red nail polish would finish the overall look. His co-worker Steve would be mighty impressed. Maybe he would finally ask him out! Sitting on a small stool and crossing his legs, he took off the shoes and put them back in the box. He put. Your knickers were transparent and I could see the details of your pussy. The folds… it was wonderful. I just wanted to look at you.” “I wanted you to do more than look. I was hoping you might offer to clean me.” “I know that now. At the time it felt like I was living a dream. It didn’t feel real.” “You were in shock. All I wanted to do was pull you down on top of me and get your cock inside me. But when I tried to unzip your shorts…” “I stepped away.” I swallowed my regret once again.. It was almost 11:30 on the dot when I pulled into the back parking lot, behind the single-story, rather non-descript building that said "Oriental Massage" on the sign in front. I was relieved that there was a back entrance, so that I could enter the building discreetly.Oh, don't be surprised — haven't we all thought the same thing, that a 'massage parlor' was just a front for prostitution? I know that's what I thought, and I'd overheard a couple of guys at the trap-and-skeet club suggesting the.