Even as a pretty callow nineteen-year-old I could more or less put myself in his shoes, and the picture from there wasn't a pretty one. He probably re...embered his own feelings at my age, and like mine they surely involved as much skin-on-skin and other things as possible.In short, I was terrified.I was terrified even if in the back of my mind I knew this was theater as much as a test. Mr. Z got to show he was a concerned and protective father, and I got to pretend I had no carnal designs on his. Regardless of Anthony getting to see her or not, for tonight Haley intended to feel sexy. Her choice made, it was off to the shower. She could smell the aroma of dinner as she completed her primping. Tanning was the one luxury Haley did not deny herself. Her bronzed skin contrasted nicely with the purple bra that held her best assets on full display. The matching thong felt strange; get over it, she thought. It wasn't that long ago when you wore this stuff every day. The tight white tank top. You hear a squeak that sounds like it's coming from a pulley. Then you notice your body being lifted from the floor by your arms. Your knees are still on the floor however they are not bearing any weight from your body. He then moves the cuffs from your ankles up to the tops of your calves spread your legs as far as they will go and can them to some sort of bar. There you are completely naked hanging spread eagle in front of this stranger. When you feel a sudden pinching on your left. My God, she looked good. There was something about the way that dress fit over her form. It rested on her. That was it. Rested on her as if it were a gentle mist. It was thin, and I knew that I would be able to feel the heat of her body radiate through that material. Just knew it. And it started to make my cock hard.I looked away for a second, doing my best to mentally slap my dick down. It wasn’t going to win this fight.Candy was looking right back at me with a little twinkle in her eyes. She.