I mean approaching strangers and striking up this kind of conversation?" Just a few times. The others treated me like a kid and told me to bug off. I'...e seen the way some older men look at me . . . well it's more like a stare, and I avoid them. They're pervs." But you don't think I'm a perv?" No, Jason. You weren't ogling me like the others. You were admiring my body, and there's a big difference." You're very grown up for a fourteen-year-old, Randi."She giggled, reminding me she was just a. But her breathing had quickened and her nipples were as hard as I've seen them."Certainly sir. Right this way we have an excellent variety of clamps available." The man led the way to a display case on the back wall. "Might I suggest this pair?" he inquired, holding up a gold set that looked like two miniature vises with a screw in each for tightening, and they were attached together by an elegant gold chain."Hmmmm" I pretended to think about it for a few seconds. "I'm just not sure. Could you. "Oh, nothing I just thought I forgot something," I say shrugging it off and visually checking no lace can be seen poking out of my jeans. The paranoia wears off by the time we are at the bar and a weird sensation of relief starts to blow over me. I walk to the table and can feel every little movement of the lace against my skin. I feel immense. My cock is engorged but not enough to show. Just enough to make me feel so very horny. I sit down with Emmy and we start to chat about anything but her. Mentally and emotionally, I mean. You know, until the last few weeks, Adam was always shy around girls. He went on dates sometimes but they were just casual flings. He'd go to the movies or a dance with someone, and then he'd come home early. I think you were his first." Wait a minute. You just said he had other girlfriends." Yes, Vivian, I did, but I don't think Adam had actual sex with them." You mean, uh, vaginal intercourse?" I asked."Well, yes: going all the way, the real deal, hooking up,.