" "What's that?" Cassie asked, trying to keep the sarcastic edgeout of her voice. Who was this strange Old Man, she wondered, and whydid she ...ave the feeling that there was more to him than met her eye?Shrugging it off, Cassie watched the Old Man take a glass bottle off ofa shelf and set it down on the counter. "What you really need," the Old Man told her, "Is selfconfidence." Then he shook his head vaguely, "But I doubt that you'd bemuch interested in that at the moment. What. I thought it best to keep feeling that.Slowly, I put my finger on my clit and immediately the same feeling I had filled me again and I let out an audible moan. I actually surprised myself with the moan. I did not know I could make sounds like that. I guess I should have joined my friends at our sleepovers. They always made sounds like the one I made.Now I knew why.Instead of rubbing my clit up and down, I decided to rub in circles. O-M-F-ING-G!IT FELT WONDERFUL!My clit was hard and tender under. I was waiting for her to make the first move. I didn’t want to screw up our friendship and although I thought the writing was on the wall and we were going to have a real hot night, I wanted her to set the pace.She looked at me and said- “so you want to see what I brought you over her for.” I said “sure” and figured she was going to drop her skirt and show me a clit piercing or something. She says come here- we walked into her bedroom. I was getting hornier by the moment. She then goes over to. Eventually I decided to look online for a submissivegirl to chat with and maybe meet. This is the story of my first meeting with "alyssa", a woman I ended uphaving a relationship with for several years and still email occasionallytoday. She was married, with a young son and was a successful, intelligentprofessional in the medical field. She had been virtually asexual forseveral years and had more or less given up on having a satisfying sexlife, but had her dormant desires awaken when her.