Cursingunder my breath, I added hair spray to my shopping list. A quick glanceand I saw it still looked okay, so it was time to get dressed.I worked t...e pantyhose up my legs, being careful not to stretch them toofast or far so I would avoid creating a run. I preferred sheer to thewaist styles, even though I gave up short skirts as I got older. I stilllike seeing the curve of my lower butt through the sheer nylon. With myhose in place, I reluctantly picked up my new girdle. When I was younger,I. The next two men were easy. She was positioned over the arm of the sofa and they just fucked her cunt until they came. Nothing special, nothing kinky Kristi was grateful for the rest but pushed back on them to make the experience of fucking her memorable. When both had finished they simply sat in armchairs nearby watching her and Kristi realized that no-one else was waiting to use her body, not yet anyway.Kristi sat up and saw that most of the men had gathered around talking. She could not. ” A young woman, dressed in a white cloak, walked into the circle through the arch previously drawn, her long hair flowing down her back, a crown of wild flowers on her head. Her face had no make up, her eyes big and innocent. Her whole presence was an image of youth and purity. “Be welcomed, virgin Lydia. Are you here with us out of free will, wanting to partake in The sacred rite of Litha, giving your most precious of gifts?” The young woman cleared her voice, then spoke a firm yes. Her face. "We'll go for a walk," I said, pushing her toward the door. We put on our jackets and left the apartment. We walked for an hour, silently, lost in our own thoughts, holding hands. I didn't ask what was said, and she didn't volunteer to tell me. I was beginning to have doubts about the soundness of our plan. What good was it for me to be free of anxiety if she was going to be miserable? When we got back to the apartment, there were two messages on the answering machine. The first was from Debra,.