In the window down on the lower left side there was a perfectly scaled model of the female vagina, again for the purposes of body piercing.There was a...mixture of anticipation and excitement, both about being so exposed and having to sit with your legs akimbo in front of a stranger.I was having one of those fantasy moments girls get when bored, at an age of discovery and yearning, hormones running wild, mind saying no, body screaming yes.Even today many years later I still dont have a piercing. Pressing on his horn, the noise split the night, that and his headlamps really caused things to go haywire. The tanker driver and his mate both split, running into the darkness where we couldn’t see them because of the headlamps shining in our eyes. Pete took a quick snap shot at the taxi and a lucky shot took one headlamp out. That was enough for the taxi driver and he quickly pulled a u-turn and sped away. That left the rest of us trying to hunt down the two guys who had done the runner, but. You quickly remove all of your clothes and fold them on the side, you can't resist putting your fingers between your legs and feeling your wetness. You shaved yourself very smooth this morning and you love the baby soft feeling down there and you know men like it as well. You so want to play with yourself and your clit yearns to be rubbed but you know you don't have much time so you just place your fingers to your lips and taste yourself, knowing that very soon someone else is going to be doing. As we sipped espresso and chatted, she moved closer and placed her hand on my thigh. Before I knew it, she was rubbing my now semi-hard cock through my shorts as she continued to talk. I said "Victoria, now don't aggravate your wrist injury doing that!" She then unzipped my shorts and ran her hand under my boxer briefs and stroked my cock that was now fully hard. She proceeded to pull my briefs down exposing my cock and she slid off the sofa to the floor. "Now, don't call me Victoria, call me.