There were kids playing outside and people walking around.I made a mad dash for the door in the hopes that nobody would see me streaking across their ...awn to the front door. I was desperately hoping Blair would not be home because I knew she would never let me live it down and frankly I didn’t want to be embarrassed further.Buddy yelled “Hey Franklin! Want to come over? We got Grimace Beach Balls, check it out!” and he held up his happy meal toy and waved at his friend standing in the driveway. It had no attachments that I could find but it was one of those plug in types as I said , you were supposed to be able to screw something into the end. I could never find anything to actually use.So I made something. I found a long wooden dowel about 8 inches long and I carved it approximate shape of a dildo, a cock shaped dildo. I sanded it really good and I remember using clear coat on it several layers thick so it would have no splinters. I kept that thing hidden for 2 weeks while I made it. The gel was cold, but warmed up as I rubbed it on my pussy. It made my pussy lips tingle and I tried a little on my clit. I massaged the pink gel into my clit until my little button became swollen and very, very sensitive.I felt so shameless and slutty, lying there with my legs splayed wide and my naked sex out in public view, all the while rubbing myself and getting hornier and hornier! It would have been so easy to finger myself till I came... I was primed and ready.But I had done that too. It had a shallow red leaf covered roof, with tiny green window frames that were pocked and flaking. I walked across the gravel path to see if there was anyone inside. I tried the left side of the entrance but it was locked. The right side wasn't. I felt a little stupid for not getting it right the first time. It was lit, the little foyer, but dimly. There was a short counter with a bell on it. I rung it."Hello?" I called out."Just a moment." It was an old voice, but powerful, not stern and.