You are not a Brahmchārī.”“Please be seated.”“On one condition.”“You’ve come to my house. You are my guest. You are most welcome.”Ju...ie Watson grabbed my Penis and smiled meaningfully.My Penis throbbed at once.She laughed.“Thank you.”“You are most welcome, my dear! I repeat.”“I’m honored.”“It’s my pleasure.”Julie Watson unzipped me.Her beautiful white American palm moved inside.“Julie!”“Any objection?” Julie Watson looked directly into my eyes.Her beautiful American eyes were smiling.“None!” I. . well... I was bored... and..." I guess I should have expected as much from you though," continued Bob. "This is not new for you... is it?"A combination of confusion and pain clouded Beth's face. Ann seemed just as surprised."You have pilfered our private things before, haven't you?"Beth's eyes became as big as saucers. Ann's mouth fell open as well. Bob had warned her after they had parked their cars out front instead of in the garage that Beth might surprise them... or vice versa. Bob had. The food came and I did not have much of an appetite but picked at the lunch. I did not know if I felt betrayed but I wanted to know how she knew I used her panties and how she knew I use mom's baby doll nighties. And what did she mean by we know?Beth then forced the conversation or I should say the start of one. Are you angry with me David? I didn't know how to respond. I said Beth, how do you know I like dressing as a girl? Then I was frightened thinking everyone heard me. Apparently the. “Wasn’t looking for a show, just curious to know more about your own perversions. So, when you masturbate, you use a dildo, vibrator, your fingers? What’s your preferred method?”“You sure do like to pry into a girl’s private affairs, don’t you?”“Hey, I’m a sociologist, consider it professional curiosity!” I said, giving her another big ole fake grin.“A sociologist who studies teen girl masturbation practices? I sure as hell hope the government isn’t funding you for that!”I cracked up.