Every weekend I'd clean up around therestaurant and for the life of me, I can't figure how people would loseclothes and the items would appear around ...he restaurant. I lovedfinding girl's things.While all the other boys my age were starting to date, which I tried aswell, they seemed to be much more comfortable around girls. Real girlsjust scared me to death. It was so much easier for me to put on a pairof my mom's panties and pretend I was a girl. I'm not into boys, thoughwhen I'm dressed, I. The exact height was calculated to make Janet spread her legs slightly to achieve a stable position. As she slumped lower during proceedings she woud inevitably spread further and give us a better view of her charms.The Chairman then beckoned me forward, as we had arranged. I was to cane this fine young lady for the very first time. I took some time to select my weapn from those int he cane basket. Perhaps cruelly so, as someone showing a bit more mercy would set to lashing the girl quickly.. Once he saw her return from her shower, he got down to business.He turned on his transceiver (Thankfully, he managed to get the iPhone look down, so nobody will even second guess it.) and began typing.Olivia Walker, you will forget to put on pants, but will not realize until somebody points it out.He hit the send button and waited.After a few minutes, he finally heard her door open and looked up to see his dream girl exit into the hallway. Her long brown hair was still damp as it draped itself. Janet is, after all, in Connecticut. She reasons that you can't go in a straight line for more than four miles anywhere in this little state without hitting a road.Janet's thoughts momentarily return to yesterday. The seashore was toasty and her two girlfriends were always splendid company. She had garnered a bit of a tan, however, Janet had remained in her cut-off jeans all day. That is the price a shy girl might pay for wearing a thong bathing suit, then chickening out.Her two girlfriends had.