The magazines beyond them were shiny blotches of pink and black. Suddenly the curtain screeched open. We all --- the men; myself; the attendant behind...me, I guessed swivelled towards the noise.Sybil wore a red panties and bra and black stockings and suspender. A mirror at the back of the changing room revealed the panties were just string wide across her behind. She stepped into the room. One of the customers moaned. She made light on her feet, pirouetting a full circle and advanced towards me.. You dirty, hot fucking, confident, beautiful slut.Time slows down. I can see right down your shirt. In that moment I am thinking so many dirty things. It’s like a wall of pure sex. Like I just opened up a closet of sex thoughts and they poured over me. I want to exist in your breasts. I want to dive in and lick your nipples until they turn to stone and then twist them off and shatter them. I want kneed your big tits like I do pizza dough every Saturday. I want to reach you from behind and grab. His kisses were so unique, so enveloping, all I could do was catch my breath in between his amorous assault. I thought to myself, I want to remember every exquisite moment of this night. I had never felt such passion building inside my body and the feeling of his hardness touching my skin was divine. I wanted to touch him, to get my lips on him and taste this man, to please him like I had never pleased anyone before…but he was in control and I was his to explore and expose. He kissed across my. "Well, if you'd wake your ass up early, I wouldn't have to make noise."He mumbled something and began eating his breakfast. My dad got up and said he had to hurry off to work and my mom began clearing the table. I sat there watching my twin brother eating."What?" He asked when he caught me staring."Hurry up and eat! You're going to make me late ... AGAIN."He shrugged. "That's your fault for not getting your license. You're the only eighteen year old that I know who can't drive." I can drive! I.