I picked up the phone and called my best friend -- from before I found Master Control -- who was currently living near Dallas, Texas.Ken is 6' tall, s...im (the last time I saw him), 27 years old, with grey hair. He says that the grey hair (that he's had since High School) was genetic... I prefer to believe that it has something to do with his getting hit by lightning twice when he was still in school. I had met him back when he was the boyfriend of a former roommate. (Who he is now married. She was trying to keep covered up, and yet continue to dry herself. “Your breasts and nipples are really very beautiful. I love large nipples, and nice rounded breasts. ” She blushed, not knowing just what to say, and then answered with a quiet demure” thank you” “ Are they sensitive? Do they like to be touched” I stammered as I moved closer, looking right into her eyes. “Uhh, yes, but we shouldn’t be. . .” I reached out and rubbed a finger over the right nipple where it was exposed above the. I took her face between my hands and kissed her, saying, “That feels nice.” I wanted to ask her if she liked what she was doing, but I was afraid of breaking the spell. Besides, I wanted more. After a while I took her hand away from me. She must have thought we were done, but I quickly disabused her of the notion by pulling my pants, and then my underwear, down to my thighs, so that my erect cock was bobbing in the dim light. Carol backed away slightly, thinking perhaps that I was going to take. I was wearing a sundress, and I let it creep up my legs as we drove. He kept glancing at my legs. Finally he said, 'Slap me if you must, but I just have to feel your legs. They look so soft and smooth.' He put his hand on the inside of my thigh just above my knee." Were you wearing hose?" No, I had taken them off before we left the school. I didn't want to run them while helping him load the pickup." What did you do when he felt up your leg?" I laughed and removed his hand. That's when I.