So I did, as he cleaned off the table ... "Sir, what are you doing?" He winked at me and shushed me with his finger. Then he walked around my back, gr...bbed my hair and slammed me into the table. All bent over and still tighed hard up. "I'm calling the cops, but first we're going to have some fun, bitch!" He was so angry!?! "Cops, what are you talking about?" He just laughed, bent down to take off my boots, then he dragged off my jeans. He pulled out my new stayup stockings and panties, all. Party k bad hum uski best frnd se bt krne lge to wo bar bar notice kr rhi thi aur uski best frnd se mene pta b kiya ki uska koi bf h ki nhi … best frnd ne mujhe hste huye kha kit um hi bn jau jha tk mujhe pta h ki wo mna nhi kregi .. Me smjh gya ki kuch to uski trf se b h…Party k bad me apne ghr wapas aagya aur 5 6 din usse bilkul bt nhi ki jb me wapas gya to uska mail dekha ki kya bt h bina btaye gayab ho achchi bt h koi frk nhi pdta apko… mene b phir turant call ki aur usse bt ki but wo naraj. The red on her toes matched her lips, and for some reason I wanted to kiss them just as much."Hi," She said simply."Hello," I replied.I held out my hand and she took it. Her fingernails also held that same shade of light red. I couldn't stop myself from kissing a couple of tips and then move up and kissed her knuckles. That good feeling intensified with our touch and I didn't have to pull her any closer for our lips to make contact. It still disturbed me that I had linked with so many women,. And of coarse, those silky, sexystockings. She'd take them off after a hard day, hand wash them in thebathroom sink and then hang them up over the shower rod to dry. I wasbombarded with erotic thoughts every morning as I got ready for schooland gazed up at her stockings on the rod. They just looked so soft, sosensual so dreamy that it wasn't long before I would slink one of themoff the rod and touch myself with them. Always careful not to snag or runthem, and never spoil them with my sissy.