“No ... but you let me,” She said.“But ... you’re so tiny.” That would be me. “I never thought you would.”“You’re so tiny,” was re...eated a lot during the photograph session after the successful endeavor.An ominous belch from the royal.“Over the side, Junior.” I said that... “I don’t want to see it.” And that.“Shit ... too late.” Definitely me.“David. You’re in her way.” Junior said that.The walk from Ludbubble back to the boat was blessed with a fantastic sunset, warm gentle breezes, frothy. That evening I went to a supermarket which carried a small ***********ion of clothing and purchased girl's panties. On a whim, I decided to go for a full outfit. I was pleased that my small stature made it possible to find a training bra, white knee socks and short pleated skirt as well. I used the self-checkout lane to avoid embarrassment. Something I had learned to do when purchasing condoms as a teenager. I was nearly broke but felt a compulsion to please Dave. Moreover, the sexual fission I. There was still a lot to do and a long way to go but we were getting there; slowly but surely we were establishing new foundations. Just to perhaps cement things I asked Mark to shave me. My pussy didn’t really need it; there were just a few bristles here and there, but I wanted to feel his touch and more importantly I wanted him to feel me knowing that he would not be able to do anything else. There was also another reason for focusing his mind. When he cleared up I put my skirt back on sat. “I suppose the answer is I had an affair with my crush and now I need to quit acting like a little kid about it.”“Very good. That’s very adult!”“Do you think we could ‘adult’ one last time?” she giggled.Unless I was being totally played, which didn’t seem to be the case, I didn’t see any harm in it. I got up and went to the door. Liz pouted until she saw me hang a sign on the door and then come back to her.“What did that say?”“‘Privacy Please!’” I grinned.She smiled, stood, and removed her.