"Come on, sweety, what else is bothering you?" "Nothing." But my reply wasn't very convincing.She sat up and turned me so I faced her squarely. "Ple...se, I reallywant to know."I cast my eyes downward so I could avoid her gaze. "Um, it's justthat... well..." Come on, you can tell me anything, love."I blushed furiously. "I'm, um, just, um, kind of disappointed that, uh,that I wont get a chance to experience sex with a guy."I heard her sharp intake of breath and looked up to see the shock in. This of course is where thebeginning of my story comes in that this is not a new story. For reasonsat that moment unbeknownst to me it was always the high point of my daywalking past it. The clean white of the walls, the brightly lit displaysshowing the newest styles of gowns with their long whimsical veils. Eachday I would walk past and revel in just how pretty it all was. The firstset of windows being dedicated to the gowns and then the next set ofwindows was the salon where women would go. .."So Brent looked at me pointedly and grinned slightly. "You were looking at something. What's up?"So I did what came naturally to me and I slid to his end of the couch and said, "I was looking at this" and I began to massage his bulge while I leaned into him and he didn't stop me from kissing him. In fact, he leaned even firmer into me and began kissing me back and was groping my right breast. He then pulled back and looked at me. "Damn, you're pretty horny there."I was now kissing on his. Since I know I had none of these things in my house I assumed he had gone and purchased them. When I started to protest he quickly took his very large hand and covered my mouth and then said softly, "You promised to let me take care of you." And I had; so I just sat in bed while he put the water on to boil and came and sat with me. We drank tea and talked of insignificant things. I made to get up to clean up the dishes but I was again told to sit still. Paul cleared everything away and then.