We stopped at a display of bra and panty sets and Maria blushed. I smiled and she laughed as I winked. As we checked out the checkout girl looked at M...ria knowingly. She knew Maria was or would be my little whore soon. Maria did not notice the attention as she looked over all her purchases.Driving home we stopped at Outback Steak House for dinner. Maria loved her steak and raved over the meal and it hit me, to her simple tastes this was fine dinning. "I can cook" she said in a low voice, "we. She might have come to him looking for an illicit affair, something to pass her nights while she was enjoying Los Vegas, but things had changed since their first night together. That first night had been fast and heated. Nothing more than two people squelching the lust that flared readily between them. Lately, especially last night, the sex had been meaningful, deeper. Last night had not been sex, it had been making love. He craved and enjoyed coaxing the sighs, squeals, and screams from her. " But ...surely it's worth more than that." Perhaps. But there is one little catch. When you buy this item, you buythe story that goes with it." You mean, you'll tell me the story? I guess, if it doesnt take muchtime." Not quite. You'll experience the story as if you were living it, tonightas you sleep."Part of the young man wanted to disbelieve her, but there was somethingabout her that made him wonder if it were true. He paid for the costume,and made his way home..****Chapter two: Living the. She said, “I can’t believe how tall you’ve gotten since last summer. You are growing up to be such a handsome man. Your date is one lucky girl to have you as a date! I blushed. She told me that before we get started, we should come up with a plan. So we sat down, and we talked. This was the late 70’s and Disco, Donna Summer, Saturday Night Fever and the Bee Gees were all popular at the time. She told me that she wanted to teach me the hustle, and that with that dance, we could adapt other.