Me bahar ati hu phir me bike nikali aur wo bahar ayi me to dekhta hi reh gaya black saree me uska dudh jesa badan v cut neck aur open hair sex kiDevi ...ag rahi thi ayi aur mere piche beth gayi hum nikal pade mene pucha kaha jana he usne medical store lene ko kaha 5 min. me hum pahoch gaye usne kuch tablet li aur dusri shop se thumsup ki bottle li aur wapis ake bethGayi aur boli chalo ghar pe ho gaya hum wapis ane ko nikal pade iss bar janbuch kar mene lamba rasta lia taki hume der lage wo kehne. I'm so looking forward to the time when I get to wear high heels, for real. I sat watching the sketch, and I had a rock-hard erection. I had practice after school, so I got home late. Everything seemed fine at home. No one suspected anything. That night, I had another bad dream. Actually, it wasn't so much bad as just strange. I was in a beautiful mirrored ballroom. There was the punk again, sitting on a fancy upholstered chair with the camera on his lap. He had that same stupid smirk on. He had been clicking faster than ever. Taking picture after picture from all angles, he came up so close that the camera almost touched her pussy. Stand up and turn around She did, and he took even more pictures. Then he set the camera down and came close again and kissed her, this time she didnt resist. She felt drunk and unreal, hoping this was a dream/nightmare shell wake up from any second. He slid slowly down to his knees touching every part of her on his way down until he ended up with. I think of how she'd choose the panties she wanted me to wear, how she'd look up into my eyes as she eased them up over my thighs. They were always tiny, filmy, frivolous little scraps of nothing, designed to tease and titillate. They were always chosen with a view to what they'd show rather than conceal.I remember how, at work, we'd look across the office at each other and speak with our eyes. Hers sometimes said, "Come and eat me, my cunt is yours."Mine always said, "I love you."Getting out.