“Let me see if I can tease it out”, she said, and I watched in fascination as she licked her middle finger and then began to lightly rub it up and...down on her clit. After a minute or so, it shyly emerged and I was treated to the sight of my first clit (other than my own). It was so small and delicate, and sort of came to a point at the end, instead of being a large rounded knob like my own. By now I was wet and my clit was poking hard against my underwear, straining to escape. I laid down on my. . I can be there." I think the best thing is to talk it over with Shelly and Mr. Burgmann and see what works for them. I want you there so we can discuss it openly ... OK?" Sure. I'll be there. Two o'clock," he nodded.Promptly at two, Sunday afternoon, Brian "Duke" Davies rang the door bell. We met in the living room after I introduced Duke to my mother. The meeting lasted over an hour, but when it was done, we had a workable schedule that allowed Duke to continue his studies and give Jurgen. I was so pissed off. In the cab on the way to the house I called Tess and vented my frustration. To my surprise and delight, after a couple of hours alone with all my stuff unpacked, Tess came through the front door. With her friend in need, she had come to the rescue. The drinks and laughter returned and soon we were kissing again. This time I didn’t pull away. Instead, I put my wine glass on the coffee table and put my arms around my girlfriend. We kissed harder. Soon we were just in our. Maybe it was the accent. A half hour drive in Angus’ aging SUV later, they arrived in a quiet area. The usual stores were closed but typically the adult store was open. Garish pink signage with black lettering extolling the delights found up the narrow staircase it framed shone like a beacon to the local perverts. Tegan eyed the doorway with some nervousness.“I’ve never been in a sex shop before.”“It’s nowt to worry about. I know the owner, decent bloke, said he’d cut me a deal. Yeh don’t have.