For now, I just want to remindmyself of how I love the feel of your legs in nylon and to see whatpanties you are wearing. I think I know but I just wa...t to be certain.Show me!" No!" I pushed her hand and my dress back down into a proper place. Notthat I didn't want to; I was again hard as a rock and aching forattention but this isn't the way we behaved. I am not the type to messwith someone else when they are in a relationship."Fine," she sulked. "But Dave had better not pass out on me. We saw neither hide nor hair of him, for days at a time. He would eat in the mess, stand his watch and disappear. When me dad asked him why we hardly saw him he muttered some excuse and walked away. Needless to say if me mates want to stay and be with themselves, that’s fine by me. A sailors lot is a lonely one by all measures. If he wanted to be alone, that was his problem.A week after our last port of call, the captain called all hands on deck. He told us that the cook was missing food, and. That year I was going around with three of my friends from school. We again covered our own neighborhood and then I asked my parents to take us out to the October House. I had told them about Mrs. Bradford inviting me back and this time they agreed without the pleading. So the four of us piled into the car and my dad drove us over to the big Victorian. He once more waited in the car while the four of use made our way along the walk, again strung with small orange lanterns. This year there were. Sex in a car, sex in a department store changing room, sex in the school itself, multiple times. Blowjobs, handjobs, fingering, late night phone sex, text sex, masturbation in front of a camera, and so many photos she couldn’t remember them all if she tried. For two years of her life everything was sex. Rachel could feel herself growing excited at some of the memories. Some of them were good, hell some of them were hot as fuck. Stripping down and blowing him in the school basement, then getting.