I had no girlfriends, never even had a date. I didn’t think of myself as gay but I knew that I was some sort of freak for wanting to wear Cara’s u...dergarments. I often thought if I just jerked off with her panties wrapped around my cock I’d be normal, “but no, you fucking idiot,” I thought to myself, “you need to slip into her panties and jerk off with your hand inside of the panties. And sometimes I would wear her panties all day and all night.There was a tap on my door, I looked up and it was. Even though I had been highly turned on by some of it, I still felt somewhat embarassed by the things we had done.“I’m sorry”, she replied with a slightly deflated tone.“No, don’t get me wrong”, I quickly interjected. “I was a willing participant in everything. I just didn’t, you know, ever expect some of it to happen the way it did. And I guess I’m a bit surprised by how much some of it turned me on.”“And what about this?”, she asked, steering the conversation back to where it had begun. “Are. “You know, if you want, we can extend the at home rules to the car, though it might take you a bit long to get dressed once we get to the curb each morning”“No! Gawd!” she wailed, as she swiftly unhooked her skirt, and turning away from the window, lifted her hips and slid it down her thighs, sitting up as she took the fabric the rest of the way down, pulling it off her feet and holding it up to the mirror, all the while hurrying before he made her strip completely in broad daylight.Flushed now. Yet."Something tells me Ms. Kiner wasn't having a very good time," Marsha said."I think she felt like she was getting stared at a lot," I explained. "She was expressing some regret about having decided to come." Well, at least we treated her OK," Herm said."You were great, Herm -- you, especially. The kindness was coming off you in waves." I still think she is kind of a sweet girl," Herm said, "Penthouse or no Penthouse."Betsy leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "You're just an old.