I nodded, and kept approachingthe bed. "And that lipstick suits you .. and is that Shalimar I smell?"she said. I nodded again. "Are you going to be mu...my's little dolly again? Going to let me kissyou and make love to you again? Your hair is almost long enough to setnow. Why don't you take your robe off, slip into bed, and we'll talkabout what style we're going to set it in tomorrow. Does that soundnice?" And I slipped into bed, and her waiting arms. We didn't discussmy hair at all. Three days. Trays of cheese, crackers and wine were ready and waiting in the kitchen.Maria waited in her mother's room in nervous anticipation. She hadn't met these women before and she was afraid that her inexperience with female love would show. She practiced her curtsy in the mirror as her mother had taught her, making sure that as she bent she raised the skirt high enough to show her frilly panties. It made her feel very wicked to play such a silly schoolgirl part, and her pussy became moist with its. I feel like I can trust you. I don't know why, but I do," she said.I took a sip of beer and said, "Go ahead." At the party, did you see a blond girl with a little white suit, about 5 foot three?" she asked."Mmm-hmm," I replied."Well, that's Judy. She's the reason I didn't come that day. We've been dating for a few months and we broke up last week," she said."Did she say why?" I asked."She wants to experiment, have sex with other people, she says 'to see if what we have is real'," she. .. I feel guilty. Afterwards. Dirty. I don't let it show, most of the time, but it drags me down. And I see those signs in that girl. Stella. I recognize those signs, and she can't hide them as well as I can. That's why I asked you if you were...coercing her in some way. And what you said...the way you said it...just made me wonder more..." "What do you mean? I said "I wasn't..." "You weren't making her do anything she didn't want to do. Well, that's open to a wide range of.