That is how we met (see part 1).So now we were living together and fucking every morning and every night at least once. Sometime we would fuck as soo... as we got home from work and then fuck again when we went to bed. After a few months of fucking and listening to her stories, I was hooked. Turned out she was not the only one that was a bit of a sex addict. She had also learned that if she included in her stories, “I wish you could have seen me. It would have made your dick really hard”, I. She has asked about you, and I think she wanted to call you, but she has been so busy, she’s been putting in sixteen-hour days. And I think she may have felt funny calling since she had not done a good job of keeping in touch. Anyway, I wanted to call you in case you would want to know.”“Yes, thank you. I’m glad you did.”“The final performances are this weekend: Tomorrow night, Saturday night and a Sunday matinee.” She went on to tell him the theater and show times.“I’d love to see her,” Bobby. I wonder what that could be." Open it. It's for your long flight to Vancouver."It turned out to be a pair of black rubber panties."Are you afraid I can't hold my water?" No, no. Look on the inside of them." Oh, my God. There's a cock inside." Yes, and a small ridge in front of the cock to rub your clit. I bet you can have several lovely orgasms on a transatlantic flight." God, you naughty girl. Erik, you ought to get a pair of these for herself, so you can force her to wear them a whole day."I. Someone that makes you laugh at their own expense, someone willing to try new things before everyone else, and doing this without caring what anybody else thinks. In our group of friends, that would be Dixie. The personable brunette is one of the funniest girls I’ve ever known, and she always seems to be the center of attention, with her ability to make everyone around laugh or at least have some fun.As outgoing and wild as Dixie is, she was always hesitant to explore some of the lesbian fun.