I wanted to kick her ass so bad. But Tio Jose and Mami made it crystal clear when I begged them to let me learn karate with Tio Jose – if I ever sta...t a fight or get in trouble at school for using what I learned, I was through. By then, I had seven years of training under my belt (white, always white – why is another story). So, I could not touch her.Glenn tried to keep the boys in line with words but when one Brian Dugan make a “brush pass” with his elbow during basketball that knocked me down. Must have been the weed. I was so scared that he didn't want to see me anymore. But i told him it was something that my doctor told me to wear. I really don't know if he believed me. And he asked me to come back tomorrow. Argh why did this happen to me. I just made a really nice friend, was about to throw it all away because of my stupid pantyhose fetish.Well 2 weeks passed. Everything with me and margret was normal. We would still do it and i would give her pantyhose feet massage. I still. .. but I’m getting ahead of myself here.“Do they feel as smooth as you’d like them?” She asked.All I could do was nod. I was in heaven and she knew it. Correction – they both knew it.Loretta’s tongue was tickling my ear as my finger slid under the elastic of Grace’s panties and got tangled in the briar patch covering her pussy.She moaned.Loretta’s tongue did something inside my ear and my moan echoed hers.A car pulled in alongside of us filled with guys. I got a little nervous, after counting. I sat on the front seat beside the driver’s seat, where he adjusted his towel before sitting on it. ‘Rule one of naturism is this: always have your towel, always sit on it. Just a hygiene thing, you know?’ ‘Makes sense. I brought one, I’d read that was the way things worked.’ I replied. Despite my hesitance, I wasn’t put off by a fully naked guy sitting on the bench seat beside me. It wasn’t sexual, it wasn’t pervy. It was simply the way the folks here lived. As we drove, we passed people.