I’d put on my panties, bra and tights; something sexy but also easy to wear. I’d put on my cutest dress. Not sexy, but cute. I believe that goes b...tter on me. I’d put on some make-up, making sure I look good for the night before all three or four of us would head for a night out. We’d walk together, or course, all wearing our fine dresses and skirts.These are fun girls. Not like most CDs who are really just men in women’s clothing (which is fine for what it is), but like proper girls having a. Not only that but it seemed that Jenny was now quite often being the first one to bring up the various ‘kinky’ scenarios in bed. She quite happily, ‘re-played’ the scene (from memory?) where the Scottish pub landlord had watched her masturbating on CCTV in his beer garden. (This was despite the fact it had never actually happened, but Jen still didn’t know that.) A firm favourite was her teasing that young Loch Ness boatman and letting him get a good look at her cunt, which she admitted she had. I took a last gulp of my bottled beer as I rose and followed him.When I finally caught up with the big man he had already hailed a cab, told the driver our destination, and was opening the rear door to climb in. Again, like a little lost lamb, I followed him.In the back of the cab Tony looked at me and said, “I hope you’ve got clean underwear on lad, we’ll be at the sauna in five minutes”I suddenly panicked. “Tony, I ought to tell you I have never been with another guy. I’m not sure I’m ready. Mum and Dad dropped me off there on their way to the train station. They said something silly like ‘don’t do anything we wouldn’t do’, and Dad patted my bottom.You know, left his hand there just a second too long. Dave noticed too, so before they were down the driveway he had one hand inside my jeans massaging my cunt through the clean white panties. They didn’t stay on long either; we were both naked on the sofa in 30 seconds, kissing and rubbing. He is the most inventive lover; made me cum.