She asked how school was and I said good andwas just finishing up my home work. She said okay honey go finish.I went back to my room and with a sigh o... relief finished my homework,but as soon as mom left I went back to her room and put back everythingin its right place. That was when I was fifteen.At the age of sixteen I went to what I call the next level. It was thelast day of school in 1969, out for the summer and lots to do. Wealways took a two week vacation as soon as I was out of school. You take a step closer. I kneel in front of you, pull you close with my hands on your ass, and press my face into the fabric of your pants feeling the hardness within. I stand up and remove your jacket. Your hands caress my body and you cover my neck and shoulders with kisses. I waste no time and remove the rest of your clothing. You take my hand and lead me to the softness of the pillows. You lay me down. I can see the passion in your dark eyes and tremble with the knowledge of what is to. In another area was a table with a latex vacuum bed chamber. There was no one in it at the moment but it was open for use by anyone who was brave enough to climb in. The operator was a man dressed in black leather pants with a harness over his chest. He looked over at us and asked if we’d like to give it a try. I asked him what all it would mean for me if I climbed in and he said that would be up to us so I looked over at you and seeing the devious smile of yours I knew you couldn’t wait to get. “You don’t need to show me . . . but I want you to keep rubbing and pinching your nipple but at the same time, slip your other hand to your pussy . . . and rub it for me . . . just like you do at night time.” It was almost like I had read her mind . . . and without any hesitation, she moved her left hand down into the trembling waters of the whirlpool, right to the target she was itching to stimulate. Next to my chair was a blue towel, left by another.