She wondered if we would be better off outside the bag but it was getting a bit cool and I was just enjoying having her warm, naked body close to mine...She did her best to give me verbal as well as non-verbal encouragement, thrusting back in time to my (somewhat restricted) movements. She took one of my hands away from her breast and placed it over her pubic area. I was unsure what I was supposed to be doing with it so she explained that she wanted me to stroke her clitoris as we fucked. I. ...But up until my thirties, even though I had always taken enormous pleasure in dressing in slutty outfits and stiletto heels, it was always an intensely private pleasure that I kept to myself, well hidden inside a closet of guilt - So it was the actuall wearing of tarty female clothes and CFM hi-heels that I really got off on, rather than a desire or a fantasy to share this with someone else..... And so it was that I was convinced that I was completely a "normal" hetero and without wishing. . well, he should have paid a bit more attention because he walked right in front of a car coming down the road. Well the car almost stopped in time, just throwing Jason back a little bit ... just enough to make him fall down. He got up and told the driver he was ok and apologized for daydreaming and walked away.When he was almost to school, he felt kinda weird, his head did not hurt even though he did hit it on the pavement, but it was kinda numb, and sort of buzzing ... he ignored it but. .I was thirteen and had my own room for the first time. “The Penthouse” I whispered to myself as I wiped the sleep from my eyes. I had the best room in the house after Andy moved out. My big brother was off to college and the coveted room was mine…mine,MINE!!! I remember giggling as I turned on my 13 inch COLOR TV for Looney Tunes. I pulled out a joint and smoked a bit. It was too earlier for Bugs…so I fell back...asleep.Woke with a start when my door opened. I rubbed my eyes again.