I went back to check on Melody, and told her her mother was on the way,but I would stay until she came."I ... I don't think that's a good idea, Alan. ...ou ... should go."She sounded so serious I almost turned to go when she screamed in pain,and I rushed back in and took her hand."Sorry, Melody, you can't get rid of me that easily. I'm staying," Isaid, hoping to make her smile.Instead, she screamed again, and the world went white ...When I was able to see again, I was stunned by what I saw.. I wrestled in middle school but that was a little tooaggressive for me. See, I don't like hurting people and I feel bad whenI do. This feeling will have a major impact on me later on in thisstory. So, now that you know a little about me we can begin this tale.Like I said, I realized that I was interested in girl's clothing shortlyafter puberty. I was always curious as to what the girls felt like intheir short skirts and high heels with makeup all over their face. SinceI have never really been a. The hairs surrounding her cunt glistened with moisture. She was as excited as I was. Two fingers buried themselves between the lips and she started frigging herself. As my strokes speeded up on my cock I asked her: "How many guys have you done this with?" Quite a few." Any really big cocks?" One or two. One of my customers is a hunky married guy who chatted me up one day and we ended up in his car. We found a quiet place and I wanked him off in the back seat. He was enormous!"My strokes. Kimberly's favorite outfit was a black fishnet body suit that would be perfect with a pair of thigh high leather boots she owned. She loved the way these sorts of outfits left her piercings in clear view. Hiding things was definitely not her, or Tracy's, speed.Finally, the moment had arrived. After purchasing their clothing, Kimberly took her friend's hand and practically dragged her to the back room with not so much as a word of explanation."Cwose your eyes, Twacy", Kim whispered in friend's.