The lace top came to a halt halfway up my thigh; I shifted my foot then pulled the opaque material up my leg before pulling the top further up, settli...g an inch short of my crotch. I then repeated the exercise with the left leg, making sure the tops finished level with each other, before standing up again.“Again, not bad.”“They’re just long, thin socks to me. Although the rubber around my thigh feels funny.”“You’ll get used to that soon.”Noting that Emma’s shirt was tucked in I picked up the. A little later that day, as the light outside was fading, I was going up the stairs and looking through the window, noticed they had thier living room light on and curtains open, giving a very clear view of the inside of the room. The only person in the room was the older of the two daughters, I guess about 13 or 14 yrs old, I stayed where I was for a while, looking at the girl and thinking ‘she aint bad actually’ Just then her daddy came in the room, wearing a robe and plonked himself down. I was secretly gay. I replied “yah”. His tension lowered and he turned around and I pulled him down by his back and starts to kiss him. I rubbed my nose against his cute little nose and kissed him and rubbed my tounge against his. He tried to get off me, but I trapped his legs in mine and held my arms tightly around his back and continued to kiss him. He gave in. I let go of him and sat up, I pulled his little shirt off and took mine off. He was very skinny, mainly just skin and bones. I pulled. Some of the guys brought their own girls, and that was fun, too." And later?" I'm like you, Mary, I think. I love sex, want as much as I can get. But I'm choosy about who I screw. I have to like them, respect them, be able to treat them as friends. I've never screwed a woman I didn't like, and there are a lot of them I wouldn't touch. On the other hand, if I like a woman, you can be sure I'm going to try and screw her." You're right. I am like that. I just haven't been getting much adventure.