It had hooks and eyes atthe front and laced up the rear and she insisted I did it reallytight. Black seamed stockings came next with knee high blackbo...ts and on top a flared black satin mini skirt that came toabout 2" above the knee and a white blouse through which a hintof the corset was visible. She looked fantastic.I showered and changed into some casual male clothes which wasnot very exciting for me but when Peter was here I would changealong with him in secret.On our bed we put out Peters. Her hands batted at mine. Not now, Elvis, she whispered. Trying to sleep. Ill jerk you off in the morning. Im fraid I want more than a handjob, sweetness, I whispered in her ear, my hand reaching up beneath her hem to feel her sleek thighs. Her eyes popped open with fear and I clapped a hand over her mouth and muffled her shout. I soothed her, Dont you fret, sweetness, I aint gonna hurt you. Just gonna make you scream! My other hand reached her panties, rubbing her cooch through the fabric. Her. But man was I feeling alive back then. It was just like hunting, stalking your prey, watching anticipating their every move and waiting for the right time to strike. I didn’t want to hurt her or anything and I was sure it was not sexual then what was it? And I was very clear that I didn’t want to rape her. Then what did I want?So then what! I got a new hobby I started stalking girls in lonely alleys, night after night I was following some girl, carefully just a couple of meters away from them,. Francine even sang a few show tunes for us.Unlike Sean and Sheila, who spent half their honeymoon in airplanes, we had only a short drive to Manhattan, where we did it all again. Siemens and Lars' family went together for a Sunday afternoon white tie and tails reception at the Plaza. Once again, Francine acted as MC, this time in an outrageous flapper outfit.The music was provided by an exceptional band, which turned out to be our gift from Pedro de la Garza. From Sheila, I received a note, two.