‘Oh my god are you gay!?’ ‘No!’ ‘Then who is it?…Harry tell me now.’ ‘It’s…it’s Sarah.’ ‘Sarah, Jenna’s friend?!’ ‘Yes...’ ‘But, shes only like, what? 19?!’ ‘I’m 18’ came a voice from behind Trish. She turned round quickly, almost jumping out of her skin. ‘Your still here?’ was all she could say, which drastically underestimated the situation. Not only was Sarah still there, she was also stark naked and devastatingly good looking. She had shoulder length, blonde hair and striking blue eyes.. “Do you want to help him?” the man asks. “Yes,” I say. “Take off all your clothes,” the man says.Now I am very nervous. I start to shake. I take off my clothes. All the men are watching me. I start with my shoes and socks. I am standing barefoot on the filthy floor. Next comes my shirt. I take off my pants. Now I am standing there in just my bra and panties.“All of your clothes,” the man says.I gulp. My hands are shaking. I take off my bra, revealing my 36C breasts. The men are all watching. I. . it just felt...right... and then I got a feeling in my penis that I didnt recognize orknow what it was until years later ... at the time it was just a tinglingthat I had never felt before... not an erection but just somethingelectric like. Like a little thrill centred right on my penis.It felt so good and even though I was all alone I didn't feel lonelyanymore. It was the most wonderful feeling and its carved into my memoryhow it felt and how putting the girdle on felt and how I felt. But. He imagined slowly running his tongue over them. I always liked it when he did this. Tom’s mind was all over the place. He needed to control himself before it all got too much. In the shop, I grabbed a few dresses and Tom gave his opinion of them. Of course, all he was thinking about was my soft naked body and what my pussy tasted like. As it was the end of the day, the boutique was quiet. The shop assistant had no problem with Tom entering the fitting rooms to view my choice of dresses. I.