Take your shoes and socks offand sit on the other chair, princess."What's this all about? She was addressing me with girly terms again, andshe was rea...ly enjoying it. As I slipped off my shoes I saw her sortingthrough bottles of nail polish. Was she going to...?"Give me your foot. Yes, like that. How would you like to have prettytoenails like all the other girls at your school?"How could I answer that question? What did she mean by saying 'othergirls' like I was one of them too? I was still. I see nothing wrong in getting off where ever or when ever the need arise. I know there have been times sitting at my desk at some boring ass job that I have slipped a finger or two up my slid to relive the stress.The thought of going and helping a brother out flashed through my mind. As I said the brother was fine, so I looked to see if there was anyone waiting to get on the bus, no one was around and that is when I made my move.I slowly got up from my seat and walked to the back of the bus.. This was the real reason why I came here every summer; not the people, but the land.I don't know how long I laid out there, but next thing I knew, it was sunset and I was really cold. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, marveling at the idea that I'd dozed off. The wind picked up and I shivered; suddenly my little clearing wasn't very friendly anymore. I shoved my feet into my shoes and picked up my things, hustling down the path with the creepy feeling that something was watching me.I breathed easier. I picked up the nylon briefs he had left behind, and they wereheavy with boycum. That heady scent of cum and nylon filled my nostrils,and I almost swooned with the excitement of it. I just knew that beforethe day was out I would have disgraced myself in those briefs!As I waited for Dean to return I also freshened up a bit, using the sink inthe kitchen to clean up. Back in the bedroom, I chose some wine-colouredsilk boxers, and pulled my black jeans back on, together with a whiteteeshirt. .