"Take short breaths honey. You'll be all right." Short breathswere all I could take. She had to be kidding. I slid on a pair of black,5 inch stiletto ...eels and a pink set of bunny ears was pinned to my headand my hands slid into a pair of pink cuffs. To finish it off theyclipped a pink collar around my neck. Was all this really necessary? Ithought the first outfit was outrageous but I felt so cheap and easy inthis get up. This thing was super tight and I had trouble even moving."There, all set.. ..man I was gagging for her. I could just feel her lips sliding up and down my crack and her finger gently probing inside me. 'I got to feel your cunt.' I told her. She stood in front of me and slipped her panties down...standing with her legs apart just with her cunt about my face I started to lick her slit. My God it was glistening with pussy juice. I pushed two fingers into her crack. I don't know how I got to be so brave. I think I was just horny cos hubby was in the next room and could. A pleasant surprise was that t the sun on the tin roof kelp the garments heated up and the smell of the women who had last had them on stayed with them for a long time, which help enhanced my experience. I would pull all the clothing around me while dressed up and smell, lick and suck on deferent women’s panties and bras while jerking off, I even had pictures of the women whose clothing I had taken, that made it even better. Then one day I must have been in a hurry to get started and forgot to. It took years for the war to wind down. When it finally went away, there were thousands of ‘flower children’ just like him with no guidance and nowhere to go. The old man remembered how deserted he had felt. The leaders of the hippy community either drifted away or went to prison. By the time he realized there was no hope and almost no dope, he had forgotten who he was and where he came from. ‘I’m not doing another winter on the street,’ he resolved. A small part of him could recognize the.