Still, it couldn't be the monstrosity I saw. So I let him go grabhis precious paperwork. That would prove me right.The goon came back with a folder. I...took it, opened it up, and wasgreeted by a large glossy photograph of me in my very revealing bikini.My pose was less overtly sexual, but that was largely because it wasphysically possible. I recognized the shot. I'd let an ex snap it a fewyears back, and as far as I knew I had the only copy. Our breakup hadbeen mutual, and I'd watched him delete. So after a while I thought if I cant be with my sister then I can at least wear a piece of her while I stroke it ... funny thing ... my girlfriend Heather had actually caught me once wearing a pair of her panties while staying at her place one night beating off in the bathroom, she got upset of course but when I told her because it was her time of the month and I knew that I couldn't be with her, that this was the next best thing ... she kind of understood but made me promise to not do it. It reminds me of when I was young and my girlfriends and I would take our gum out to practice French kissing. 27. Bellydancing. Watching it or doing it. The sensual sway of the hips, the jingle of the coins on a hip scarf, it all makes me melt with lust. 28. Being blindfolded. Deprive me of sight and then use my other senses to drive me crazy – feathers tickling my tummy, a crop slapping against my ass, ice over my nipples, the hard, wet end of a cock against my lips… yesss!29. Sex with the. "Find out if condoms are cheaper by the dozen." Thanks for dropping by, Barbara," Ellen said as they stepped into Ellen's room. "It feels like I've been grounded forever. It's really nice to have some company for a change."It was a feminine room, white and pink with frilly lace everywhere. The room fits Ellen, Barbara decided. The bed was piled high with stuffed animals, which Ellen pushed aside as she stretched out on the flowered comforter covering the bed and pulled a pillow down under her.