"Do you love her?" the cop asked, finally breaking the silence. I nodded that I did."Of course, it was just a stupid fight." Then you tell her you lov... her when you see her, got it?"After the initial shock of the homecoming dance wore off, I began to think more and more about Angie and me as an actual, honest to goodness couple. The thought scared me, but when I tentatively asked her out on a movie date the following week she accepted happily.I wasn't sure what had gone on between her and. I was a bottom, longing to feel a hard-throbbing cock inside me, and a cum lover to boot. But people lie about the size of their cock, how long they'll last - it's easy to have a bad experience. The idea of seeing the goods beforehand at a bathhouse was appealing to me.Visiting a bathhouse was not straightforward, however. It needed to be discrete. I could live with my bisexual nature becoming public knowledge, but friends, family and colleagues knowing I'd been to a bathhouse to have casual. ..sadly.Don`t get me wrong i don't want to be caught out in a bad way, but it would be great if a guy or a girl said "nice tights" or something like that and if maybe a fellow nylon enthusiast stop for a chat or exchange numbers.So onto what i have just done, as i say i`ve been getting more daring as the weeks go by taking pics in the park, walking down the park lane in my stockinged feet etc, one morning i`m sure i was caught by a guy taking a shortcut to his work, and he saw me putting my. Before leaving, there was debate on who would help take care of my grandma ( for whom she had dementia and need to be watched most of the time for incase she goes out at random.) So the debate ended with me having to look over her. At first, I was okay with having to watch over my grandma for the week, until my cousin Angelo said he would also be there for the week with me. That right there, made me nervous. Only due to the fact that Angelo is umm... pretty good looking and pretty in good.