These were small stones but regularly shaped, as if they were purposefully cut by human hands. They were dark green, with violet and cyan lights flash...ng in the morning suns, their surface smooth but with mysterious shapes looming right below it, like patterns that kept changing each time you looked at one. They closely resembled what Molo had known as keystones, though he had never really gotten his hands on one.The Pilgrim used one of the stones as a guide, for getting his direction. Not much action but I decided to walk down one of the trails. After a bit I meet another gentleman a few years younger than me and after a brief conversation I asked him if he was interested in some male to male bonding. I think my directness caught him off guard and it was easy to see he was nervous and not very experienced at the game. However without much encouragement he agreed and we explored the area for a private place. We found a good place but he remained pretty nervous. It didn’t look. But I love him."Let's get you taken care of with your hosiery purchases. Should be noproblem. You are not much in the way of a man so I don't think we will evenhave to consider Queen sizes.My cart filled with little egg shaped containers and sleek flat packages ofsheer nylon torture for a male sissy. I envisioned a month to come, neverexposing by spindly bare legs to the sun. I was to be the ultimatePantywaisted, nylon clad, sissy male."Anything else, Sissy Wendy? I have real women customers. "Ohhhhhhhhhh! Aghhhhhhhhh!" Elly screamed as Ron looked at her face and then a spray pussy juice hit his face so hard it made him jerk."Yesssssss! Oh fuck! Yesssss!" Elly moaned her hips jerked out and an even bigger jet of girl juice shot from her pussy soaking Ron's chest and lap.Brad watched open mouth as Elly squirted an amazing amount of girl juice into her father's face.Ron watched as Elly collapsed back on bed breathing hard. He stood and looked at the sexiest woman he had ever seen. His.