That’s great murmured Anthony, still face down on the table. Is there anything else that need a massage said Joe, in a perfectly innocent tone, but ...nthony knew what he meant. And he shifted slightly and spread his legs which must have showed Joe his big dick. If you could turn over for the next part of the massage, said Joe after reaching between Anthony’s muscular thighs for a few moments.This was clearly what Anthony had meant and he quickly obliged, what must have been a 6 inch flaccid cock. White, blue, pink. Yellow and of course black, all vanity fair panties full nylon briefs, mostly Lace Nouvaeu. I walk up to the register and I always take note of the sales girl name tag. She is very professional and treats me like a normal customer and off I go with my new treasures to use in future pantasies. Now to make this into a pantasy. I come back later close to closing because one of the panties I bought has a small tear in it and I want to exchange it. I actually am hoping to see the. “Fucking pussy!”I covered my eyes and fought to focus on my injuries. The stars that filled my vision cleared up and I could suddenly see the inside of my skull – like a computer generated 3D image I could examine at my leisure. A small spider web crack marred the right side of my skull. I couldn’t name the bones affected, but I knew I had a mild concussion. I could expect to be dizzy, have problems with my vision, and even experience nausea. Lovely. If I were lucky, my attacker would be. Me, I was scared to death, and mychest hurt, and I was losing my body, and there was this _surge_ goingon that I'd only ever felt with Debbie. Eventually, he must have noticed something, like me beingcompletely petrified, or else he found whatever he was looking for,because he loosened up, unlocked his lips, and kissed me a few moretimes on the mouth, lightly, like dessert. Finally, it ended. I could almost see him smiling, sort of, as Itried to breathe. Finally, my lungs started.