She figured he had learnt his lesson after all. Stewie indeed had learnt his lesson, one that megan sorely needed.Megan decided to dress ultra conserv...tive for the date, which would involve a drive and a dinner. She wore stockings for good measure, reminding stewie of his mother when he saw her. just as well, he thought. they drove to a secluded spot on the edge of town, where the road led to the hills and one got a good view of the town below. but megan was soon harangueing him on post modern. I told you."Sophie laughed. "It's okay. He's cute."I retreated into my mug of coffee and pondered the hidden code. By the third cup I'd decoded it. "So intercourse is off the table? Tonto piss," I sighed, utterly mangling "tant pis," French for "too bad".Marie's hoot of laughter made me smile. Sophie's giggle was charming.It wasn't all bad news. Marie and I enjoyed a lazy Saturday morning on the veranda, a delicious fuit de mer lunch at Chez Jacques, and a romantic stroll along the beachfront. When we pulled away I looked down at his pants; I saw his hard on. It was the frist time I ever seen a guy with a boner before and I loved it!It did something to me. It turned me into a slut! I got on top of Paul and started kissing him hard. I think I surprised him but he did enjoy it. He put his hands down the back of my pants rubbing my ass and touching my pussy. I heard him say "Oh my God you are so wet!"I pulled away so I could take my shirt and bra off; his eyes lit up seeing my young. And... I clamped my legs and felt the wonderful feeling of being tightly bound inside the black over-the-knee boots. They were quite comfortable to wear. The inside of the barrel will inevitably become more stuffy, and the legs will be warm, so that the body temperature accumulated inside the latex skin will also rise. Even if you walk in the cold north wind, it will not be too cold.After putting on the boots, I walked around the house twice to get used to the feeling of walking with the 7cm.