Dan's family was dirt poor - sharecroppers - and during the summer theymoved wherever the work was - living in a beat up old trailer hauledbehind thei... pickup truck. But toward the end of summer the old trailerwould show up in a rundown trailer park at the edge of town and Dan and Iwould resume our friendship. But not my Senior year. I really, reallymissed Dan and tried to locate him as best as I could, and eventuallydecided that he was no longer to be a part of my life.Without Dan to hang. As I slid the sheer nylon up my legs thoselittle electric sparks of delight again ran through me. I hated myselffor enjoying the sensation of it! The sheer waistband was snug around mytummy and I tucked my deflated little penis between my legs to be heldthere by the gossamer nylon gusset of the pantyhose. Next I slid a pairof white full brief satin panties up my legs and pulled them snug aroundmy bum and groin. The rasp of the silky panty material against my sheerhose was so sensual that I felt. I walk into the basement storage room, move up to the electrical panel, open it, and flip off a certain series of circuit breakers. The wall slides away, I walk into the command center and smile because everyone is already hard at work.Gretchen looks up, smiles at me, holds up a piece of paper and says, "Jennifer, you might want to look at this. It's a listing of campsite reservations for Glacier National Park. There's one really strange sounding name on it."There have been so many false alarms. We’d sometimes make love in the tub as well!We retired to bed on that first night, and I found that Mistress was a little uncomfortable in letting me be the first stranger to see her naked body. Personally I didn’t give a damn. I’d been forced into considerably more than just sleeping in my birthday suit, in my mid-teens, yet Mistress didn’t ask me for any more than that on the first night. If she’d wanted more, that would have been fine by me, but she was too embarrassed to ask. I’d never.