I always was very interested in her clothes and would love to watch her get ready for a night out on the town with my dad. I loved her pantyhose the b...st, the way they looked so shiny on her legs, and I loved the way they made her legs feel smooth if you touched them. If I was home for a short time alone I would sneak in my parents room and excitedly try on a pair of her panties and some of her pantyhose. I did not masturbate when dressed in her clothes, but I would come very close as I would. 4: You're looking for a book at the library. You're talking to your dear friend on the phone, but you two can get a bit loud at times. The librarian gets tired of your shit, and asks you to "keep it down a little". In case you didn't know, that's librarian for "fuck off, you bitch, and shut the fuck up" How do I know this? I'm a librarian. Is this related to the story in any way possible? Absolutely not. Anyway, you don't listen to her, because fuck librarians. You prefer the parks and. It wasn't wierd because all my friends knew I was gay and they accepted it. The descion was final and Sam and I would share a tent for the week. The day came and we all road tripped it to the camp site. We set up everything and all kicked back with a beer and all had a laugh. It was about the third day by now. Tonight we decided to go to bed early as we had plenty to do tommorrow. Sam took his shirt off to sleep (as he always did before bed) and revealed his ripped body and abs. I loved it and. " She begged. "If you get up now I'll make sure we get some alone time tonight."I pulled back the blankets and stumbled out of bed. I was expecting to have my skin met with cold air, and to be shivering all over. Instead, the room had a perfect temperature, which may not have benefited me quite as much as I imagined. I felt my companion down under begin to stir, and I quickly pulled on some pants. I didn't normally get hard easily, but being around these three was certainly affecting me.I.