I never knew he was so imaginative and we talked for what seemed like hours, even so far as trawling dating and swinger sites on the internet. I still...had one or two reservations until I saw some of the profiles. They included photographs of their previous encounters, which more often than not would show a female with a cluster of guys, thrusting into every orifice available and the woman’s face almost in a state of sexual frenzy, as the guys satisfied their a****l lust. There was no disguising. It was so tight I could bearley walk in it. I could only take little steps. Each night I went out I walked a little further, till one night I made it all the way down to the boulevard 5 blocks away. I was just about to turn around and come home when a bright light shined on me. My first thought was to run, but I couldn't do that in the heels and tight dress, so I started to walk up a sidewalk to someone's house, when I heard a voice say. "Miss stop there" I stopped and turned and there. Maddy had just turned 18 and was first starting to explore her sexuality... He could tell because she would dress up in front of the mirror.. trying on her clothes in different sexy poses... most of her clothes were very modest, and she had to wear uniforms at private school.He especially loved watching her bend over in front of the mirror, pulling the skirt of her private school uniform up over her little butt, exposing the white cotton panties covering her young ass. She would look at her ass. Various passers-by, noticing an obviously religious rite being performed by their goddess, stopped to see what was happening. Word spread quickly and a large crowd gathered around her in a very short time.The goddess was chanting a simple prayer in Sumarian, a dead language she was certain no one around her would understand. It was the chanting that was important, not the understanding. The understanding would come later. Where she stood was important to the understanding. Before her was the.