All I could think about was the things she had done to me, and what I hoped we would do in the future. By today's standards, those two simple sex acts...might seem inconsequential, but to a shy young boy, growing up in the early 60's they were life-altering experiences.And I was hoping that the best was yet to come. I still hadn't even seen her pussy (or any pussy for that matter), and I was pretty sure that I was going to get laid the next time we met. It might have been fun so far to just see. Everyone but Nathan that is…his eyes were locked forward, staring at the gold lighter still perched on the lumber stack. It was too good to be true. All that concern about whom to get a lock from, and now the owner of his company was handing one out. Carefully looking to see if anyone else was around, Nathan walked smoothly past the lumber, palming the lighter in his right hand with a short wave of his arm. Not slowing his movement the entire time, he walked straight away from it toward the. She managed to secretly mix a powerful laxative in his food.Since he had no more sensations in his anus because of the tube he wasunaware and could not control the flux of diarrhea. It was a greatmess, he made everything dirty and since he was always permanentlywearing skirts, the liquid feces ran along his now shaved legs to thehigh heel shoes and from there to the floor. Humiliated by this, hefinally agreed to accept to use of make up and substituted the tube fora larger one.I could go on. "Now you," Laura prompted softly.With a sensual, feline gesture, Mavis dropped one hand again to her zipper. Slowly she inched it down. Her eyes never left Laura's. They nearly melted Laura's insides as the zipper went down further, further.God, we are good, Laura thought. We sure know how to make each other die for it. This marvelous girl... so young... so incredibly sexy... Finally, the zipper reached bottom. Mavis pants were now loose, and she inched them down, showing Laura the white top of.