What he wanted to learn about the factual side of sex and contraception -- which was plenty, if he spent less time on it than on the fictional and ima...inary side -- he could get from books.On their second date, he told her that he wouldn’t object to her accepting dances from other guys. She did. They had a couple more dates, and he started dancing with other girls occasionally. She always was his first dance, his last dance, and a few other dances. They sometimes sat out while he bought them. Rushman. Mr. Rushman was retired and was, I guessed, about sixty-five years old. His wife had died about four years back. He struck me as lonely. Whenever he saw me outside, he made it a point to strike up a conversation. Whenever we talked, the way he looked at me made me feel like he was somehow attracted to me. This realization had always turned me on, and I would notice myself taking on feminine mannerisms as we chatted.He always took a great interest in me, and it seemed to be twinged with. "Really, you want to see it? This will be a whole new level." I know, but I really like you, and I trust you. Your not going to **** me, and I can learn about things the right way. You know I had zero sex ed in school. I talked to other girls but I am sure that 99% of what they told me was crap. You are a Bio major, at least I know you know how this stuff works."She was really red and getting agitated so I knew I could not push it. I said "Ok, slide back."She moved down to the end of the bed. She undid and slid my heels off of my feet. “Leg out straight you fat fucking whore.”She slid the stockings up each of my legs, making sure she kept the lines straight as they went up the back of my legs. She put my heels back on and did the straps .She took the garter belt off of the hanger.“ Stand, and keep your legs together, and suck in that fucking gut bitch.”She wrapped the garter belt around my waist, and cinched it tight. She attached the metal clips to the tops of the stockings. She.