"Well aren't you something, baby!"She blushed under his frank examination. "Th-thank you, Jason," she replied in a flattering tone. "So's Nancy in a s...it like this, you know." I know," he leered suggestively. "But I've already tried her on for size." Yeah," Eddie said. "Can I pick them, or can I pick them?" You certainly can pick 'em, man!" Jason agreed ardently, the undeniable tone of his interest painfully apparent to Tamera. "Here's a beer for you, baby," he said, handing her a frosty. He could see leg hair poking through the nylons in a few places. Hestudied one of the garter clasps. It was in two parts, one metal andone rubber. He could not figure out how the thing worked and once morecalled Miss Perkins on the intercom. She came out of her office anddemonstrated to James how to put the rubber tab under the stocking andthen slide the metal piece over the tab, pulling the stocking taunt andsecuring it. She stood and watched as James awkwardly fastened theremaining seven. It was so beautiful. It was pulsing. Tristan was moaning softly over and over. (Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, let me cum, I need to cum, let me cum for you, let me cum, I’m ready daddy, make me cum, please daddy, please daddy! PLEASE DADDY, PLEASE DADDY!)Tom leaned over and put his mouth near Tristan’s ear and spoke to him: Daddy needs you to be a good boy. You have to be a good boy if you want me to help you cum. You have to be MY good little boy. You have to take me deep. He thought of what it would be like to press her against his hard chest as he kissed her his tongue dueling with hers. The smell of her would permeate the air as he loosened her hair from its hold, the silky strands falling between his fingers and down her back. Then he would push back from her kneading her breasts through the soft material of her gown. His fingernail would elongate into a sharp talon as he cut the ties her pert breasts bursting forth from her gown for his eyes only. He would.