I want you to take off your panties and come back here," he said this softly, looking directly into her eyes. "If I like the way they smell I'll take ...ou home and fuck your brains out. Now go!"Not used to being ordered around, Gail hesitated a moment, looked into his eyes and then headed straight to the ladies room to follow his instructions.Why in the hell am I doing this, she wondered?Then she answered her own question. I came to find out if he was a good as Karen said he was and he was. The tickling continued and I completely lost sight where my old s*s was... but...... Because I was facing down with the young ones on top pulling my hair or tickling me, I tried to pull myself up by crouching and lifting them up on my back.The shrieks intensified and then I felt a hand slide from behind and under my crotch and grabbed me, squeezing hard. She said - Don't you dare move or it will hurt - I dropped back down and her hand continued squeezing; now purposely cupping my now growing. Ma'am. I had just been called Ma'am. I looked over at Angela, who had a huge grin on her face. She paid for my shoes, and we went back out onto Michigan Avenue, laughing as we walked along. We spent the next few hours poking into shops, spending the most time at a large drugstore where Angela helped me select a complete assortment of cosmetics, sponges, brushes, and hair accessories. Finally, laden down with packages, we headed back to my apartment, and this time I strode up to the elevator. I don't know how old she was but she had grey hairs in her black hair so I guess she was pretty old. I often helped her get whatever she neeeded and would position my self so I could get a bit of a look at her tits or up her skirt -- which I managed quite often. Especially at lunchtimes when she would sit with the others out the back in the sunshine - always with her legs apart because her thighs were too fat to close properly. That's when I would see the tops of her stockings and the white.