"Remember I was asking about body transfers? Instead of body paint?" Yes." Take a look." Heather turned her big graphics monitor so they could see it,...called up a picture of her naked upper torso that filled the screen."Okay, you know what that is. Watch," she tapped the keyboard. A vivid swirl of color appeared around one breast, swept down and around her waist."Now, this." She tapped the keyboard again and the image was replaced with the image of a tiger whose eyes were her nipples."Wow!". I didn't want to appearin front of some guy as some sissy boy. So, in a desperate attempt, Iput on my sister's nightgown and wrapped a towel over my head as if Imy hair was wet and grabbed her purse. The heels limited my speed butI reached the door as fast I could.The constant ringing of bell irritated me so much that I opened thedoor and started shouting at the guy. Then I realized that the guywas about twice my size and was in a bad temper. I thought I wasstuck and would get a bad beating.. “Tell me what you want.” “Fuck me, you bastard! Don’t tease me!” “Beg,” I yelled, humping and grinding, both of us getting more and more frustrated by our clothing. “I need your cock! Please! I can’t stand this. Fuck me now. Now! Take me!” I then got up on my knees and quickly unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. She lifted her ass and squirmed out of them. I tossed them across the room and quickly took my jeans off as she wiggled out of her soaked panties. My cock, freed at last was sticking. That's why we're here on such shortnotice. You want it. I want it. Why pussyfoot around?" Fair enough," he replied with a nod."So, how much experience do you really have? It sounds like you wereexperimenting with your last partner?" Yeah, that didn't go so well." Do tell." When I told my ex the things I was into, she did her best to seementhusiastic, but I had a feeling it was an act. Turns out I was right.We bought toys, made play dates, but she usually found an excuse to backout. On the few.