I looked at it hesitantly."Fasten the belt."The words read, yet still I hesitated, something about it made me feelvery nervous, a sort of intuitive fe...ling."It is time I sent those emails then."An email message box appeared on the screen."Noo, Noo, please," I called, the tremor in my voice revealing my fear"The Belt."I looked down at it, I had to pull it very tight for it to fit, pushingboth ends hard as I breathed in, the metal tongue entered the buckle, Ipushed harder feeling it tighten even. I stop teasing your pussy so I can work more on your legs, I start working on your last calf before we start to stretch you out. Once your calf is done I pull off my shirt and take off my pants and boxer briefs."We'll start your stretching with your tight pussy" Mhmm yes"you spread your legs open a little further and I slide right up to it.My tip is resting just at the edge of your pussy barely touching it, but enough that we both feel it. I push it into your pussy going all the way in. I leave. I tried it on him and he told me to do that differently or that was good. Then he told me what I should wear and what I should take with me. We didn’t have any condoms so I would have to pick some up on my way out. He told me that I should head out about 8PM and that he would drop me off. I was standing there looking in the mirror and I wondered how I got to this point. I blamed Steve; I loved him and hated him all at the same time. Ok, I was a little scared and I asked Adam if I could fix. For my scouting project I set up a recycle program for the people that lived around my house. When I approached Vicki about this she wanted to help out as she was a recycle freak. So she would help me short the stuff and write my reports. She would drive me to the recycle center on the other side of the city in her truck to drop off the stuff. When we sorted the material in my garage during the hot summer, Vicki would show up in cut off shorts and a bikini top, or even an oversized t-shirt.