"Hey man," I said. "What's new?" Hey, Do you remember my friend Chase?" he said."Yeah sure," I said. "He was your best man at your wedding last year."...He-" Ron says something. I can't hear him. It's muffled. I hear abuzzing in the background. It's getting louder. And louder.Tuesday, September 30, 1997I wake up in a cold sweat to my alarm clock buzzing. I reached out andturned it off. What was with that dream? Actually it was more like amemory resurfacing. Now that I think about it, I don't. Never breaking his kiss, he caressed and fondled both breasts until he could feel Tasha's body tense in complete awakening. As he moved the attention of his lips to Tasha's throat, he moved his hand between Tasha's knees and slowly caressed her nylon-encased thigh until his hand came to rest on her silk clad sex."No" Tasha screamed within the confines of her own mind. "Why aren't I stopping him? Why am I letting myself feel these things?" Even though she stridently willed herself to resist, all. She had a towel in her hand. “What the hell are you doing up here?” he yelled out of anger and getting embarrassed. “Umm… it’s my room and I think those are mine too,” Amy said pointing to the panties which were still wrapped around Alex’s cock which was getting soft. Alex didn’t know what to say or do. He was just sitting there trying to hide his cock. His shorts were on the floor on this side of bed near Amy and he was so scared and embarrassed that he couldn’t even move to get his shorts.. On business and found several places that not only had video booths with glory holes, but open theaters. I had scouted several the first night I was there and settled on one that had three theaters.The next night I dressed in red chiffon-and-lace crotch-less panties and – over them – I wore a favorite pair of black, size 9, full-size Vanity Fair briefs (favorites of mine...plenty of room for tenting and playing with myself). Then, I also put on a black VF underwire bra – 38B – with triple hooks.