“I think you’re the kind of man who might like this,” he told me as he selected a video and started it going. It was a compilation of stills and...movies that Jerry had put together himself, starring his wife.At first she appeared posing awkwardly with her 8 x 10 photo on the billboard outside the Pink Poodle where she was the featured stripper. Then there came shots of her taken at the modeling agency, followed by pictures of her shaking hands with someone just after signing a contract. Jerry. Underwear in the last one. Hey – some of them are quite nice! I rummaged through them, particularly enjoying the feel of a pair of satin panties, and then noticed the bulge underneath some singlets at the back of the drawer. I lifted the singlets up – and froze. I could NOT believe, what I was looking at. It was a HUGE (at least in comparison to my undeveloped equipment) rubber penis. My jaw had dropped open, and I couldnt stop staring at it. Finally, I took it out. I put both my fists around. When she was done, I had a36-24-36 figure. My breastforms lay in the built in cups, undetectablefrom the real thing. I quickly slipped on the hosiery and clipped themto the garter straps, and then I slipped on my flats.I started looking for the dress, and when it was not to be found in myroom I slipped on a robe and went downstairs."Mom, I can't find my dress. Do you know where it is?" Sharon walkedinto the room carrying what was obviously a dress, covered in plastic."I think you'll like this. I snapped back to reality and felt guilty. But, couldn't help it. After all, I am a young girl whose filled with passion and desire.He sat near me and made a formal talk. All the time, I was sure he wanted to know what's inside my clothes rather than my heart. Unable to control himself, he moved his hands over my hips. I felt a sharp sensation from the area as his warm hand caressed me through my saree. By the time, I was ready mentally and physically for the fast approaching first sex in my.