Unconsciously Hank pulled off his hat and laid it on the rock beside him. With his elbows resting on his knees, he leaned his head forward and ran his...hand through his hair, rubbing and scratching as it went.Then holding the top of the bottle between the thumb and finger of one hand, he tapped the bottom with his other. After swinging back and forth a couple of times, the bottle came to rest, hanging straight down.'Just like my life, ' Hank thought sarcastically, 'it's been tapped... no, it's. We went to Starbucks for some coffee and then went to shopping. She selected some Western wears when I asked who will wear these she gave me a look “am I old enough now” I just tried to change the topic. We had our dinner out and came home around 11 PM. After changing into her nightgown she came out of her room and sat beside me on the couch. I asked her again, “so when you are going to wear them?, I mean I guess not in your house?” ( As her family was some type of typical traditional type).. Unfortunately, I'm unable to keep a straight face and you raise an eyebrow, sardonically, at my flushed expression. I giggle girlishly, watching you direct your gaze towards your lap while I try to get my act together. Finally, I'm ready. Standing upright, I turn around and give you my sincerest look. "I can see how hard you are, Lover,” I say, moving my feet apart and thrusting my abdomen lewdly towards you. "And you can see what it’s doing to me, can’t you? Do you like the way I'm dressed,. You wouldn't think of it, to look at her. She is very average looking, with a fine, ripe body usually hidden under sensible clothes. She is a librarian, and looks almost stereotypical.When she gets home, however, the reality is much different. She knows that while I am a sweet guy, I have certain rules. When the rules are broken, punishment is swift and sure. She thinks that I don't know that she actually likes the "sentences" I hand out. But I do know. It's hard not to see how her skin flushes.