Just call me when you are done.”In a panic, Zoey protests and then watches as I leave the store. The clerk leads her to the interior. Time is flying...by. Now I am hoping that Zoey reappears before the clothing stores close. Finally, she appears. After paying, we head out with two large bags.“Don, what you paid for one bra would have been enough to buy a dozen practical ones at Wal-Mart.”“You deserve the best. Don’t you think that Victoria Secret’s clothing looks good on you.”She smiles, a blush. Do you have the theater tickets?’ ‘No problem. Dinner reservations are in my name, and we’ll pick up theater tickets at the box office. Let’s go.’ She had picked a good French restaurant close to the theater so that we could just stroll to the play after dinner. This evening felt very strange in that events took place in the opposite order to what I was accustomed to. My early experiences of dating women when I was a young guy were typical. Dating a woman for the first time involved. ‘OH, THIS IS RICH, YOU CRY AFTER YOU DESTROY YOUR FATHER’S GIFT!’ My mother screamed.My mother then bent me over the pouf and I felt my little skirt ride up my arse; then my mother lifted my skirt to reveal my whole arse and French knickers. I was so embarrassed and yet so horny; my father knelt down opposite my mother (either side of me). I heard my parents kiss above me; was it possible they were turned on by this as much as I was.‘You dirty, filthy, naughty WHORE,’ my father shouted and with. This was my first look ever at her pussy, and man was it perfect. She had pretty fat vagina lips, and an extremely tight pussy. I put one finger into her(the first time I ever fingered a girl in my life). She gasped, as it was the first time she had ever been fingered. My cock raged hard against my jeans, and it needed to be let out. She looked at me, deep into my eyes, and said, "Now it's time for me to meet your friend". She rubbed her hand on the outside of my jeans, and fumbled with the.