The first order of business was to wash off my make-up. Sandra had made sure I had everything a girl would need to keep her skin clean and healthy. Sh... also stood by to instruct me in proper hygiene.Next, I was told to undress and as I started, Sandra went into my new room and came back with a white see through teddy and matching panties. But before she gave them to me she pointed to my crotch, I knew what she wanted me to do."Yes ma'am." I replied meekly.Once again I removed the condom and. .." She knew that the pleadingwould probably fall on deaf ears, but it was as if her instincts were tryingany way possible to protect her virginity.?She was not a prude, but she had been brought up in a very strict,religious household in which sex was something that was not considered 'good' -in fact it was often talked about as an 'evil', and as 'sin'.? Although she had rebelled both against herfamily and their morality, she still felt uncomfortable thinking about sex, andit was enough of a. Mike had come back in shortly after that, killing the moment. A few days later, I received a call from Jean, asking me if I could give her a lift to work. Mike took her car to get it worked on due to transmission issues. I got there as soon as I could… purely out of the kindness of my heart, I swear. While on the road, we started out with just small talk. Being the affectionate woman she is, she would pat and grab my arm and leg during conversation as I was driving. The more she did this, the. ’ ‘Is everyone here a regular?’ she prodded, wondering if she could get some inside information. ‘Just about. Hardly anyone is serious about performing. It’s just a way to blow off some steam after work and maybe hear some people cheer for you.’ ‘Are you here to watch anyone in particular?’ she asked, trying to stay focused on her job and not to get lost in the hazel eyes that kept meeting her gaze. ‘No… not exactly… I…’ he was cut off by a hearty cheer from the crowd, which had nearly.