My only option was to return to my previous source of sexual knowledge for guidance.The letter pages in my father’s wank-mags described women being ...riven wild as their partners teased and licked their clitoris. What they did not explain, was where it was. The images that accompanied the stories may have shown occasional bush, but in that era, images of the vagina itself was a definite no-no. To show my naivety, I surmised from the descriptions that the clitoris was between the vagina and. ”“If you have a man’s shirt, I want you to wear it and a pair of hose.”“That’s all? No panties - no bra?”“Yep, just the shirt, hose and heels.”“I love it. Do I have to button the shirt all the way?”“No, just the bottom three buttons.”“I LOVE IT EVEN MORE. Do you want me to tell Edie she has to dress the same way for Rondo?”“Yes, I would love to see her dressed the same way.”“UH OH – I have to go. I have a customer. We’ll see you and Rondo Saturday. Please show my mom a good time Friday.”“I sure. I even got some more kisses.I was lying in bed in the motel room, wondering if I could talk Kelly into visiting. The problem was, Kelly was rooming with Susie. I thought about giving Stephy those spankings I owed her, and damn if Big Tony didn't second the idea by jerking upright. But Stephy was rooming with Maria.I lifted my right hand and looked at it. 'Guess it's just you and me again, ' I thought. At least my imagination had plenty of fodder. Seventy-some-odd girls running around in skimpy. Every time I get up and go to the kitchen, I think they cheat me and look at my cards. I also think you would be my good luck charm, I’ve been losing too much lately, please stay and bring me luck. Beth finally gave in and agreed to help host his card party, after all she knew all three of his friends and she liked the casual flirting with them.Beth was a good hostess serving drinks and making sure the bowls of chips and peanuts were full. After an hour, Beth was walking back to the poker table.