I had vividtumbling dreams, slowly changing into consciousness but with confusedand incoherent thoughts. I could not remember how or where I was. Thef...el of the bed was unfamiliar. I just felt utterly lost. I had a bone-deep lassitude, and I ached all over. My throat and mouth were parchedand my tongue was numb.I was on my stomach, but somehow it felt different. My arms were splayedout over the bed. My fingers rubbed the fabric of the sheets, aware thatit was smooth and slippery. I made an. He had lean, but-not-too-muscular arms, six-pack stomach, and medium-sized hands."How about you stand by that window over there?" Isabella suggested, pointing to the sunlit window by her sofa. To her, he looked like he could be either a model for Abercromie & Fitch or maybe a model for an Hanes ad. Austin stood perfectly still as Isabella drew him.After an hour and a half, Isabella's drawing of Austin was completed. He took a look at her drawing and was very impressed, especially of how the. I crossed and uncrossed my legs, each time my little whore looked down at my lap, sometimes licking her lips in eager, but subtle excitement. I had decided to wear a very short leather skirt with the same corset I wore the last time we played together. The skirt was just barely long enough to cover my pussy when standing and if I wasn't real careful, sitting would expose everything. So as I crossed my legs, Precious got a quick peek and saw that I wasn't wearing any panties!I could tell my. I started to grind my dick, still in my jeans, against her thong and within seconds we were dry humping on the bus. I heard her let out a low moan and after a few minutes of this I couldn't take it any longer and came in my pants. I looked down and noticed a dark spot in her panties where I could only assume she had done the same. It was an erotic experience for me and one that I would jack off to many times before my next night with Sarah. After the game, things again cooled down between.