"Lift your shirt for me...." She did it without saying anything, showing me her beautiful breasts. I clipped one end to one piercing and ran the chain...around her neck. I lifted her other breast and clipped the chain to her other nipple... "This looks much better.... why didn't you wear it, you knew I was coming..?" She smiled at me, "First I thought I was angry with you... beside that.. It makes me horny as hell..." I stepped back and asked her, "Tell me your fantasies.... and than show me how. Fast bedauerteich es, es jetzt bedecken zu m?ssen. Svenja gab mir eine wollwei?eStrumpfhose mit einem breiten Rippenmuster. "Kurzer Rock oder Langer?" fragte sie mich. Dabei hielt sie einsupers??es R?ckchen im College Look in der Hand. Ich riss es ihrregelrecht aus der Hand und zog es an. Dann folgte ein Pulli mit einem?berdimensionierten Rollkragen, und endlich die neuen Stiefel. DerAbsatz war so sieben Zentimeter hoch und nicht zu spitz. Ich f?hlte mich gleich wohl darin.V?llig aufgedreht,. We never mentioned it to each other.I knew she was mortified.I asked Veronica to come with me to Slick Willie's place. He had a pool hall/bar/juke box dance room place just below 23rd Street. His clientele were a mixed breed of whores, pimps, con artists, gamblers, and hustlers. It used to be a pretty good place to hang out before Willie took over. When he came in, the numbers, the broads, the bookie action flourished like never before. I suspected a piece of the action filtered backed to the. "We like you Jenine," Laura said. "Always have, ever since the first day in your class."Stacey added, "You're smart and classy. I don't go after girls who don't meet those two criteria." Then she looked at Laura, which caused her girl to blush. "You need to get your shit together, and drop your dick." Girls," I spoke up, "my husband's not a bad sort. It's not his fault I'm queer." What the fuck does that have to do with a goddam thing? It isn't what we are talking about. I don't care if he is.