Roger did very well as a consultant, which not only allowed him to take all these weeks off for his "jaunts," as he called them, but also allowed him ...o afford all of the equipment that these excursions seemed to call for.This time, Roger had described a week of loafing around a ski lodge, sitting by the fire in the great room, sipping cocoa and playing backgammon. She had envisioned him making a few runs down the ski slopes, then joining her for a light brunch, followed by a few more runs and. "I'm not a squirmy bitch!" Gretchen protested, and stuck her tongue out."No, no, no!" said Robyn, "Britches, girlfriend! Britches! Like, your panties"Jerica, who was beside Robyn, collapsed in giggles."Gretchen's got squirmy panties!" she exclaimed. "Oh god I'd fuckin' kill to see those!"Robyn giggled and turned to Jerica."You got a thing for squirmy panties?" she asked."I gotta thing for Gretchen's panties!" Jerica declared. "But don't tell her! It's a secret!"Robyn hooted and slapped her. " If you wouldn't mind?"I looked at the two. Tammy was small, brunette and shaped like a wet-dream. Penny was tall, blonde, a beach babe from Clearwater, Florida. I'd never been with either of them, I had them in my "too young" list. Neither one was 20 yet. "Okay, did you have something specific in mind?" Just stand in front of us while we sit on the sofa and do it, please?" Well, usually when a guy does this he has some sort of visual stimulation, if you know what I mean." Yeah, we figured. After a little while, I decided it felt nice and I was going to enjoy the feeling and serves you right! Of course, he was hard and it pressed against me but I thought so what it's not doing any harm. I noticed it felt a little bigger than yours but thought no more of it."I gulped at that as she went on, "Near the end of the dances, he asked me if I was wearing panties. I told him that was a personal question and he would just have to wonder. When the dance finished and I knew I was coming back.