A Brief Angelic Description. As I have indicated, Angela was of European origin, and came from one of those parts of that continent where children are...brought up fairly sternly. She was tall and handsome, with the most glorious blonde hair I have ever seen. Not the thin frizzy type of hair, but thick, strong hair, worn at shoulder length, and it shone and swung as she walked. She had intense blue eyes set in a slightly elongated heart shaped face. She had a manner some thought a little austere. He wants to know what my job is or if I play any sports competitively. I tell him that I have a low-paying job that isn't stressful at all and that I'm not an athletic or competitive person. He then asks about my sex life to which I reply that I am a virgin. Next he wants to know if I masturbate and if yes how often. I tell him I do it about twice every day. Lastly he asks if I happen to experience erections very often to which I reply that my penis is hard almost all the time. He nods and. ---The rest of Jason's day passed uneventfully. The blonde didn't come for another session so the only time he saw anyone was when they brought him some fruit, and later on he banged on the door to be escorted to the latrine.That night, though, the door opened and a girl was shoved into the cage. It was getting dark so he couldn't make out who it was. The door locked behind her as she sat beside Jason on the bench.Instantly he smelled her scent. "You!" he exclaimed. It was the girl he had. His cock twitched. “Do you like my nylons? Would you like to see them properly?” He nodded again. I stood up and let my skirt slide slowly to the floor. “Is this how a lady should dress, David? Wearing a pretty shiny blouse and nylons and lingerie?”“Oh please, yes.” His cock was rigid.“Anything in particular that you like? My nylons?” I rubbed my stockings together making that delicious swishing noise again. His cock twitched. “Mmm, maybe it’s my panties and slips and corsets?”“I love panties.