I did not need any other instructions as I slid my hand up the inside of her blouse and began squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples. "Harder....Bruise me if you want! I want to be used. I want to feel your hand every time I take a breath tomorrow! Mmmmm oh, fuck yes!!!" Never let it be said I did not try to keep a woman happy!!At this point, there was no stopping me. My balls were tight and twisting into knots. My cock felt every movement of her practiced hand and while I have had more. I said "see — I am not doing anything bad as you think — I do what is natural for all people to do — our body has sweet places - if we touch it rightly then we will become very happy — everyone does it — so don't feel bad about it — all girls like you know this and do it - I will show you how — don't be afraid — I will not harm you in anyway — once you know it you will be very happy and even thank me for it — come, let me do it". She was silent for sometime and when I repeated my plea she asked. Had she thought that he was suggesting sex! He wanted to explain that he never thought anything of the kind but, before he could stutter an apology she had linked her arm through his and they were walking down the main street to her house. Trevor sat in the arm chair, hands around his coffee cup and taking it all in. He was in her house. She had actually invited him. Chrissie came out of the kitchen, put down her coffee cup and collapsed on the sofa. Bringing her knees up, she removed her. She stood back and admired her handy work and told me to stand up and walk over to the mirror. The heels were no problem as I was use to waking on my toes in ballet class. As I looked I saw a sexy dressed up girl staring back at me one I would love to date but it was me. Me oh my.I was stunned. But I was also very excited and loved it I wanted to prove to her it was no big deal. So we stayed up almost all night as she coached my on all the things I would need to know how to walk how to sit how.