From what she said, I got the feeling that she may be having similar thoughts or fantasies to the ones I was having before I finally took the plunge a...month or so ago. ‘Valerie’ and I were up early one morning. The guys were already off on the golf course and the other three women were still lounging in bed or in the shower. We were out on the deck overlooking one of the golf holes as well as a view of the valley so far below that small planes flew by below us. As we gazed out enjoying the. They were soft and pale, mended here and there and about two inches too short for my yard-long legs, but they had a twenty inch waist and they looked great and felt better, especially with that thick seam tight against my butt crack and wiggling between my pussy lips.I had trouble with the top button, as usual, and cursed myself for that extra ice-cream sandwich as I sucked my soft gut and got it done. Then I threaded in the wide leather belt with the phallic silver buckle, an arched cock,. I didn't know Vienna well and Uli had delighted in showing me her city. We'd held hands as we walked, kissed each other goodnight, and I'd gone back to my habit of not wearing clothes unless I was cold or in company; we hadn't had any further sexual contact. On the other hand we had talked a hell of a lot. Her curiosity about everything was insatiable, and as she realised how unnatural her life had been, it grew even more.On New Year's Day we were sprawled in the armchairs reading. We had gone. And the biggest thing helearned was that he had more to learn. A lot more to learn. His head was swimming as he got ready for bed. Too many facts, but toolittle understanding. In one of his early computer classes, the instructormade a big deal of the difference between data and information. That cameprominently to mind while he was trying to get to sleep. He spent a restless night, filled with strange dreams and nightmares. Mostof them came and went, leaving little more than an unpleasant.