There were also the docks and almost endless wharves where shipping to and from Europe, the Carribean, and South America took place.We were like most ...atter day tourists that visited Boston and wanted to see the North Church where the lanterns were raised signaling which way the British were coming; Breeds Hill; and other revolutionary attractions. We spent most of the day looking at the sights. We had New England Clam Chowder for lunch at a public house and went back to the Green Dragon for. Making him come in his panties that way made him very easy to control and gave me a huge buzz.Once or holidays finally arrived I was ready for him inside the front door when he came home from work. I'd cleared his closet of anything male; the same went for the bathroom, even his razor being replaced by a lady shave. His clothes and everything else went into a large locked suitcase, which in turn went into the garden shed. The key to the shed I kept locked away in a drawer of my bedside. After dancing a little while with this stranger, he started to get a bit more daring. He moved me away from my friends table, and he began to run his hands over my back and ass. I had a few glasses of vodka and redbull before I came on the dance floor, so was feeling a bit drunk already. I was not very convincing when I asked him to take his hands off my ass. After dancing for some time, I went back to my table to drink.I drank for a bit and then went to the bathroom, as I was feeling a lot. My right hand moved in circles, my index finger circling her areola like painting gently with a brush. Her nipples seemed really sensitive as she would moan louder and arch her back more, her hands clinging to me and her legs wrapping around my back. I moved upward, trailing with my tongue, until I found her lips and we stayed there, kissing gently. Eventually it became an all-out makeout session as her tongue found its way into my mouth and we were making out again, her tasting her own juices.