"But you weren't forced to suck off uncle Roger or to ride his big cock were you mother?" I sniggered."Nathan!" she screeched."This fascination you ha...e with tights, pantyhose, stockings, knickers and lingerie. I know the fetish developed during your adolescence and when I caught you, I know I didn't handle it that well but you have to stop!" Bethany said."Oh so you do remember?" I replied.She ashed her cigarette in a saucer on her desk and took a deep drag."Of course I remember; how could I. " Why not." She said her name was Julie, that her family was out of town until tomorrow and asked if I could help her carry this thing she found over to her house. When we got down to the beach, she guided me over to a hidden cove. It was getting dark and i could see a duffel bag hidden in the brush in a smallish kind of cave opening. She asked me to grab one side and she would grab the other. It was heavey and I could tell it was filled with several things. "What is it?" I asked. She told me. She had found a purpose in life; one that suited her interests and talents so she enrolled in psychology and counseling courses.She was very popular with the older men who either had a redhead in the past or always wanted one. With skillful roleplaying she would provide memorable sexual experiences from these very grateful men. She prospered while having a good time.Vee gave free samples to whoever wanted them. Besides always enjoying a hard one sliding in her horny twat, it was a fun way to. It was like accounting. The numbers jived, so he had to accept it. Numbers, like math, don’t lie. But the facts were the facts. His four inches didn’t measure up to bigger men. Most of the time, she must’ve been doing it somewhere else. Suzi had been particularly relaxed after her last field assignment to the prison. At least she wasn’t rubbing it in his face. Until tonight. The look in her eyes told him everything. Soon, so did the sounds emitting from his bedroom, as he could hear her soft.