Are you dressed for the cold?" N... N... No! J... Just a r... robe! C... Couldn't g... get more!" Megan, listen to me. You have to keep moving! Sit on...the bench and rub your feet and legs hard with your hands. I mean hard, so it hurts. Don't stop. Rub with one hand and hold the phone with the other. Then switch hands. Start right now!"Sideslipping dangerously onto the onramp for the four mile expressway dash to the exit near the school, he thought fast for what to do next. "Megan... just rub!. I rang her and said my wife wanted a massage and I wanted to watch. She said fine, she often did that. She gave me her address and I made a date and time.That night I told Cathy I had booked the massage. I told her I would be in the room so I could see what happened and learn how to do it. She fell for it hook, line and sinker. We are booked in next Saturday afternoon at 4pm I said. “It will be great” I said to her. You will love it, I promise” I told her. Actually I knew I would love it. But I don't do it to harm anyone." I stood there looking around to see if my fuck-buddy would emerge from the trees to get me out of this mess. "It's a fetish. I like to crossdress." "Well, I can see that.", he said as he wiped the sweat from his brow. "And you do it pretty good." "Thank you.", I said as I reached down to retrieve my blanket. "I'll get going. I don't wish to intrude." "You're not intruding at all.", he said in a gentlemanly manner. "Why, you can continue doing what you're. They chased each other in and out of several classes before Michael finally tagged Kayla. She stopped and exclaimed Im feeling hot, and without another word kicked off her sandals, unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor, then whipped off her undies and stood there stark naked. She then said My turn, waited for a count of ten, then still naked, started to chase Michael. As Michael ran around he started to take off his clothes. First his sandals, then his shirt, then his shirt and.