How was school?”After dropping my backpack on the floor, I said, “Maybe it’s time to have a man in your life again?”She tried to get me to sto... but I said, “Close your eyes? Tell me what your perfect man looks like when your eyes are closed?”Her eyes were closed and a lovely smiled formed on her face as she said, “Let’s see:”“Just a little bit taller than me, with dark brown or black hair and blue eyes!”“Go on, tell me more about him!”“I want him to think more about me then about himself. If he. We were still in a stupor from the night befores activies and still questioning our heterosexuallity quietly. I didn't want to physically initiate anything but if he did, I would be the submissive and it wouldn't be my fault. I would be the victim not the initiator. For me I wasn't the gay one but, really the submissive is more gay but I didn't think like that.I figured if I teased mildly then tim might initiate. I asked if he had the magazine (s&m) still stashed away. He said yes coyly. I. “You didn’t. I bought it today at a boutique called Anecdote. I hoped you’d like it,” Grace said.How could he not? It was a deep, rich, green tea-length dress that clung to her body without being lewd. The back dipped down to her waistline in an elegant, flowing V-shape. He realized that to pull that off, she couldn’t possibly be wearing panties or a bra. Fuck!He leaned in to say something vulgar about his cock, but he thought about his conversation with Lars. Instead, he whispered, “You look. Candy seductively crawled over to me, flashed her pussy, and whispered to me, "I'll see you when I'm done." My pussy was dripping and I had to finger myself to contain the excitement.After the show ended, I saw Candy walk into a room at the back of the club. I followed her, remembering what she told me. When I got to the door, I knocked. A voice from inside said, "Come in, sugahhh.."Obeying the voice, and my wet, throbbing pussy, I entered the room. Candy was sitting there in a lacy, black.