Oh god, don't stop. Eveeerrrrrrr."I almost laughed at her response, but just gave her a quick giggle and evil smile as I began to increase the pressur... on her twin globes.While doing so, I was using my elbow to touch her mound causing her pelvis to push up sharply in an attempt at making the pressure increase.Then without any other warning, her body just arched up off the bed and she stiffened. I could see the muscles in her belly start to ripple as she let out a huge gasp with a fairly loud. Then she said ‘Right, if you liked that outfit, you’ll really like the next one. You are going to stay to watch, aren’t you’, she said to both of them. She was in the changing room for just a few minutes, then she walked out and stood in front of us. She was wearing the thinnest possible black suspender-belt, sheet black stockings and high-heel shoes, but no knickers (panties, to you guys in the rest of the world).She just had that thin strip of hair, leading down to her pussy lips that were. But no scars, no bruises, no scratches. Clear?"I have a number of things I want to say but all of them are likely to get me suspended. "Clear, Sir." I answer.The next day was a long one at school. Brandon had been down right butch since the 'Brandy Incident', actually looking and acting like a guy at school, but our schedules had been crossed and I hadn't been able to see him alone. The one time we spoke, he smiled mysteriously, said things were cool, and that we'd have time to talk Friday.. I felt a bit strange too, talking this ways to a lady without knowing anything about her and the conversation moved on to general interest areas.Logical to the exchange above, I asked her to join me for a cup of coffee at Alka Hotel in CP, as both of us were scheduled to be in that part of the town in a day or so. We decided upon what we would be wearing so that each could recognize the other, as you all know, pictures can be pretty different from how we look in real life. I have a thing for.