“I don’t know her, and I don’t want strangers to know what I’m going through.”Donna looked at the items, two high heeled shoes, one red, one...black, some crotchless panties, and bra’s to lift her breasts, but leave her nipples exposed.“Try them and let me know if it is what you’re looking for.” The girl outside said, “I will collect the other items for you.”“Thank you.” Donna said, “She really has experience with this. How many other ‘girlfriends’ are there, I don’t imagine they all go to the. It's part of the game, part of the fun. Very slowly I'm touching the edge of your panties and letting my fingers caress gently over them. I move slow, slow but deliberate. You definitely feel my fingers touching your outer lips while your eyes look at the people around us, them having no idea what I'm doing to you, how much I'm teasing you.You bite your lower lip, trying to keep the gasps within yourself. I'm still only caressing the outside, following the shape of your wet lips over the thin. Days passed. She kept behaving the same way and I got attracted to her. I was not home most of the day because of school and tuitions. But on one fateful day, my tuitions were a little late. So I came home for lunch. She prepared my lunch. My mom and dad both had jobs and were not home yet. So after lunch, we got to talking. We were having fun and suddenly we were playfully hugging. As it was normal for us. And I got in a position where I was hugging her from behind. My chest was pressed. Now get on your hand and knees and crawl that way, Tom commanded as he pointed to the far set of steps leading down to the first floor. Dripping with vomit I climbed up on my hands and knees and began to crawl. Tom and many of his party guests followed me as I crawled like a dog down the flight of stairs. Once in the kitchen area, even more of the party goers saw me naked, covered in vomit and crawling like a trained animal on my hands and knees. I thought of what I must look like. A 42 year.