I had no idea whether girls would find my cock attractive the first time I managed to show it to one. I should have known that Amy would like my cock... “Keep going, take off your underwear, I want to see it!” She was still standing, and didn’t hide pressing hard against her pussy.“Not yet, let’s do this in order. I took off my shorts, now you. I want to see your panties.”“Ok, fair enough,” and just like that, she did what I’d just done: untied her shorts, put her thumbs in the waistband,. “Under my coat I am only wearing my underwear”.He looked as if he was about to burst out laughing.“I knew you would laugh; I feel such a fool”.She went on to tell him about how it came about; leaving the part about feeling horny out”.“You must be roasting in that thing; at least open the buttons up”.“I am rather warm now” she opened the buttons and untied the belt before taking another drink.“Oh why am I worried it’s only like wearing a bikini; and I expect you have seen plenty of them. Dr Wagner needed a volunteer for his sex clinic. They were seriously underfunded, so it was pretty clear that whoever took the job would be doing it mainly for love--in Darla's case, for the sheer adventure of serving large numbers of men in all kinds of different ways. Darla and I had talked for years about such fantasies, weaving them into our foreplay, and so when Dr Wagner mentioned that he needed a volunteer, I was sure Darla would like the idea. And did she! I can still remember her. " The hell I am."***I didn't really even want to go to the Millenium Masquerade at all, and there is no way on God's Green Earth that I was going to go to the Millenium dressed as Audrey Hepburn in "Breakfast at Tiffany's."Mike pleaded with me. Yes, he agreed that it was a ridiculous idea, but far better than staying home. As I continued to refuse, his pleads turned to threats. Threats that if I let him down we wouldn't be friends anymore followed by threats that he'd whip my ass. I knew these.