After a bit, he reappeared with a glass and a large shaker containing the cocktails and ice.“I’ll leave these on the picnic table for you. I’ll ...e right on the back porch reading, if you need anything.” He had a nice large screened-in porch on the back of the house, and he headed there now.I poured myself a drink. Then I pulled a joint out of my jeans pocket and I called over to him. “Do you smoke weed?” I asked. “Hell, yes,” he replied. “Come on over here on the porch.” I headed over and sat. . but it took me like a week to gain the courage to go out at day. Fast Forward some days. I take the sub to another district (for years closed in my own). And there it happened. You see, my school had really long skirts, and most of the district weren't much shorter. But there, getting in the sub some stations later, there was a girl with a skirt so short that, from my seat I could see her bare butt (she was wearing a thong, I think), and socks so short that her whole legs where on display.. I was hoping you would!”Sydney Petersham rises and stands behind Pam. He puts his hands (Pam notices they are warm and soft and reassuring) on the sides of her head and palpates the area over both ears. He notices the lump Pam speaks of immediately. It is lobulated, smooth, and it is difficult to be sure of its full extent. He also finds what Pam found earlier. The lump has a rubbery consistence and it is not hard.He takes an otoscope and gazes down her ear canals. First the left, to establish. With this excuse she started to run her hands all over my body, occasionally checking and tugging my bonds, but mainly rubbing her hands over the rubber while commenting on how tightly sealed inside it I was, before paying special attention to feeling my cock and fingering my balls through the rubber. I was unable to offer any resistance, not that I really wanted to, as she continued to mock me about how helpless I was, knowing that I knew nothing about her or where I was.She then started to.