Seeing my toes encased in nylon for the first timeas I eased the delicate fabric up my feet and ankles was alife-altering experience, which only inten...ified as I slowlyslid the delicious stockings up my calves and over my knees.When I finally pulled my pantyhose up to my waist, I felt mysilky legs brush together as I walked back to the mirror to seeif this was really happening. Almost in a trance, I took out mylipstick and watched the girl in the mirror, wearing only herpanties, bra and. "Hey, want to go to dinner with us? We'll pick you up at six, okay?" I nodded and she was gone. In my haze, my mind wandered to Melissa's pubic hair and imagined that it was red, too. I'm so bad.Promptly at six, Melissa and Sylvio pulled in. "Come on, let's go," she said."Sylvio, Ray. Ray, Sylvio." Sylvio was a handsome, lanky Italian. Slim. No ass."You are the castaway with a bag of herb, yes?" Sylvio's continental accent was very pronounced and yet endearing."Yes, that is correct. After. I yell to him out loud as if he can actually hear me. He cannot. I say a few words of prayer hoping that God will bring him back to me. He will not.I bend over, spread my ass cheeks with my hands, and jump up and down. Gravity, don’t fail me now. I need you. It appears I stand on the one spot on earth where gravity does not exist.“Viggggggoooooo!”I guess I need to explain something to you. Viggo is my teeny, tiny, bullet-sized, pink vibrator. He is named after one of my favorite actors, Viggo. She has never allowed me to cum in her mouth. Even when I begged her to do that for me, she would make an excuse and tell me, “Next time.” Anyway, when I suggested she spend her home time naked in our house she told me that the huge thrill that she got while being naked in Illinois was actually because it was Scott, her former house mate who was seeing her naked body, and stripping naked every day in our house for me didn’t do much for her. I poured us a large glass of wine and we started.