Phil dressed himself in a Leeds top and jeans, and called on Nicole. She answered the door dressed in jeans and a lacy white bra. Phil admired her boo...s, as he always did when he saw them. They were full, round and a deep, rich tan colour. The way the colour of her skin contrasted with her milky white bra was a sight to make men go weak at the knees."Phil," she whined, "What do I wear?" You look just fine are you are," Phil ventured."Silly," giggled Nicole, then regained her composure and. . “Don’t stop counting. Hang up now, and when you get to exactly thirty, pick up the phone again. If you hear a dial tone, you call me back, okay? My parents won’t hear it.” ... fourteen, fifteen... And with that she was gone. I hung up, imagining her dialing nine numbers and then her finger hovering over the last one... And ... press... ... twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thir— I lifted the receiver.“Did it ring?” she asked.“Of course not,” I said, laughing a little as I shook my head. A randomly. I took off all my clothes and began changing into these women’s underwear. God I looked silly, I picked up the toy and was about to open the envelope when Mary walked in.“I got your…” she said before fully entering the room. “MY GOD, they are not for you” she said shocked.I almost died, I blushed and looked towards the floor. She threw the pile of men’s clothes on a chair and walked over to me, lifting my chin and looking in my eyes.“You’re a filthy pervert, you never mentioned dressing up in. "Jan?" He said. "Please..." I am not going to try anything," she said, putting a hand gently onhis waist, letting it slide up the side of his soft, round hip. "I justwant to be close to you."Kirk felt a tingle, started to argue then stopped. He felt so confused.He wanted her to stay away, to stop touching him, and he also longedfor it, her caress, her attention. Her love."In the morning," Rand said, touching a loose blonde curl that hungdown against his long, slender neck. "You will be a.