Unable to see or hear, she is intensely aware of her nakedness under her clothes: her skin chafed by the satin blouse; breasts inhibited by the bra; t...e dampness of her panties. She shivered with pleasure. Involuntarily she pushed her breasts forward, stifling the urge to moan.There was no other sound. Even he was holding his breath. A muffled step and her blouse was torn open. Rough hands turned her and her arms were forced behind her back as the blouse was pulled to her wrists. She heard. She pushed and the jeans fell to the floor leaving her clad in a skimpy pair of Black lace bikini panties. If they had looked close enough they would have also seen the traces of brown pussy hair sneaking from the seams of her legs. She continued to dance and began a more intense sexual dance, Bob told her to stand in front of them and dance which she moved to do. As she danced and did her grinds each man would cup and breast or sneak a finger inside the leg band of her panties to touch her. The vast majority of them were incest stories and were well written. Many of them looked like real experiences and it opened out a new world to me. I thought how lucky these Westerners were as they seemed to have such a relaxing outook to sex-where family members had sex with each other without any guilty feelings or hang-ups! My favourite ones were obviously brother-sister ones and there were plenty of stories of willing beautiful sex between preteen siblings. I also realised that while. " I replied, bowing low. "I wish to purchase that corset there. I am" He stopped me right there."I know all about you, William." He stated. "That you work for the Globe as a prop man." I stopped."Art thou a wizard, sir?" I asked. "For I hath not told thee my name or for whom I am employed."The old man smiled. It was a wide, broad smile. "I have been manning this shop for some 250 years and you are the first person to ever recognize that I was a wizard." He placed his hand in mine. "Thank you.".