. you know." I bent my middle finger a waved in front of my crotch. Brigid's face flushed red, as she understood what I meant. I said,"I haven't embar...assed you have I, after all, we all do it don't we. And I was feeling so horny, I just couldn't help myself." Brigid turned away and began to wash her hands in the basin; I stood by the one next to her. "Don't you want to know why I was so horny Brigid... well it was because of you. I'm turned on by you." Now she flashed me a look, a mixture of. Second thoughts crossed my mind, but I bit my lower lip, shook my head, and pushed my jeans and boxers down around my ankles in one swift movement, to let my penis bounce and bob before me. All thought had left me by the time I took a firm grip on my throbbing member and squeezed it gently. Pulling my foreskin forward to cover my now glistening sex-head, I gulped in anticipation, before positioning my bare bottom on the table behind me. Leaning back a little, with my left hand I brought the. And of course the ring made an O on my sides. Itwas similar to the one I mentioned before but this one kept my clitette(as Sir Bill called it and everyone else liked the name except me.) in. Icried the day they made me show all five of them my tan lines. The frontwas a typical V shape crotch. So when I took the bathing suit off, mylittle breasts were distinct and there were white lines from the stringaround my neck and the little metal O piece that held the front of the bratogether.. This wouldn’t work so I went back into my room to find something else. In my closet I found a pair of jeans that were a baggy casual fit. These defiantly wouldn’t show my belt underneath. But right next to the pants was one of my summer skirts. The skirt would go down to my mid thigh. It was just a loose white skirt that I normally wore with a pair of shorts underneath. But the idea of people seeing me was getting me really turned on. I decided to throw caution to the wind as my hormones took.