I could see his hard cock starting to push against his boxers, it looked so big and sexy!”“Then what did you do?”“I didn’t have much chance ...ith so many people around, but he did ask if he could have my panties in exchange for a pair of Paula’s, I wasn’t sure if it was a good idea, I could still feel you cum oozing around between my lips and I told him this, but this seemed to excite him more and he said that would make it even better. He dashed off and brought back a pair from the bathroom.. First she calls me a 'young boy', then pretty, then publicly brandsme with her lipstick and mascara while teasing how I could be mistakenfor her teenage daughter -- if she could 'put me in the right outfit'.Now she greets me practically in her nightclothes and scolds me forbeing two hours early. The ways she was finding to keep me off balancewere becoming more and more disconcerting."It doesn't matter," she assured me, hooking her arm in mine andleading me purposefully further into her. At first I didn’t think much about him looking at us, but after a few minutes I got a bit concerned about it, “Babe have you noticed that young guy two tables up and over, keeps looking at us?”“No, I wasn’t really paying him any attention. I’ve been paying more attention to the people coming and going.”“I’ve been doing the same too, but that guy has got me a little bit concerned, the more he keeps looking at us, and not the woman in front of him or next to him. The woman next to him glances. Then I wentahead, after wasting a page on the intro: to make the same mistakes (lookup the story A Fictional Treatise on TG Fiction.) I wrote it about twoyears ago, and going to the commentary makes me realize how much of aprissy fuck I really was.The comments pretty much boiled down to:* I appreciate the points you made about the quality of writing "But your intro really sets you up for failure."It did. My syntax was terrible, the dialog was flat and so on and so-forth (my main character had.