'Pat... pat... pat..." whispered the quiet sound of bare feet on the concrete floor outside my bedroom. 'Eee...' the moan of protesting hinges despera...ely in need of oil. Then came the barely heard footfalls upon my bedroom carpet followed by the whisper of clothing hitting the floor. I knew who it was and why she was in my bedroom. She wanted to torment me yet again. I had been home a little over four weeks and damn near every night or early morning sneaking into my bedroom to tease me with. I didn’t like spending a lot of money on my “toys”, but the only place I was going to find a wig was at a wig store. I had done research and decided on my way home to go to the only wig store in Pasadena. I arrived at the store and explained to the woman at the store I was going to dress up for a costume party and needed an inexpensive wig. She was very helpful and sold me a beautiful hair piece in dark brown with a hint of red (I think she called it henna coloring) that was almost shoulder. Suddenly the conference room door slid open. Alistair and Orpha walkedback onto the deck, and the crew immediately went silent, doing theirbest to look busy."That wasn't obvious," Dawson thought as he lowered his head into hishand.Communications officer Ensign Oswald Sterling ran damage control, "I haveanother one. A suicidal Elyssian walks into a bar and yells, 'drinks areon me!' Haha. Get it? Because they are 80% alcohol?" Jeez Sterling, you're going to hell for that one," Alistair. Spread your legs and have him kneel straddling you, sliding his cock up against your buttocks and even between your legs to press and rub against your cunt. Explain that it's all part of the sensuousness, that the touch of his cock is exciting. If he penetrates you a little, that's fine. If it turns into a full-fledged sex act, well, that's all right too: that's the whole intention of this, right?Then turn over and let him actually massage your front. Keep your eyes closed (mostly) to keep.