Or, I suppose, to enjoy the exhibitionistic exposure! Go away Sue! I was totally focused on Marg and didn't care at all about the game or prize. Only ...he and the penalty counted. Hey, give love a chance!The two female dates trembled, jumped abruptly like rag dolls and reversed positions. Marg was suddenly opposite me and wearing Nancy's dress! What the hell? Was Houdini on the crew? Marg was surprised to see what Nancy was doing next to me, apparently in HER clothes. It was lucky I had scraped. " Not upsetting me. Maybe a little unsettling since you never mentioned him." How would I be able to attract you if I said I was married?" I like married women. I like that you are more experienced." How do you mean more experienced?" You know, life experiences but for eighteen, you seem to have more than most girls your age." Okay, I'm not eighteen. Let's just say that was what guys fantasize about. You know," then she lowered her voice giving me a mischievous grin, "guys fantasize about. We went up to my room and as soon as we got there I tackled her onto my bed. what are you doing? she said. I love you! I said. I then have her the most passionate kiss I could without fainting. she go up and ran out. I was confused. In school the next day she avoided me until 5th hour when she handed me a note. it read: come to my house after school. I followed her command. as soon as I reached the door she yanked me inside, locked the door, and kissed me. I want you so bad she said. I was so. His hands, gently pulling the cups down to tease her nipples, which were already hard. She remembered shivering at his touch and willing him to take control, to dominate her. ‘Do you usually want men to dominate you?’ No, she usually wanted to climb on top. But Chris was different. Chris made her want to be a woman. Chris whose hands left her breasts to travel down to her panties, to tease them off her hips, to slip his fingers inside, to caress the edges of her vulva, to part her gently, to.