I make myway back up stairs and pick out Debbie's sexy black dress it is made of akind of lycra and sticks to my puny boys body which makes me look so...slim. Iput on some bright red lipstick to match my nails. I look in the full lengthmirror apart from the erection I have I look very much like a young slutabout to go out and try to get served in pubs. I now need shoes and make myway to my mothers room, why does Debbie have such small feet I am a size 8mum is a 7 but Debbie is a tiny 4, I know. Since I never had time to get to know a girl the old fashion way, I had to be aggressive. That alone turned a lot of really nice girls off. However, at fifteen years old and in the tenth grade my hormones were raging. I didn’t have a choice.I had developed a sense of what type of girl to look for. I was still a virgin but I could get most of the girls that I picked out to let me fondle their breasts and finger their pussies within a week or two.The girl would be pretty much the girl next door. "It smells.... just.... great!" Good, good boy."Once again, she grabbed my dick and caressed it through the fabric of my clothing. I just wished she would take down my pants, too, but then, all of a sudden, she looked at her wristwatch."Damned! This late again? Shit... I gotta catch my bus!"With this, she rapidly dressed herself, flicked through her bag, got out my book, threw it onto the bench, and, without a further word, rushed out of the room and was gone. I just stood there. What was that?. "Wow, that's all pretty amazing, thank you Reed," I reply.A few hours later we turn off the main road and drive down a gravel roadunder huge hanging trees. We pass through a huge stone gate that'sattached to a wall that must be at least fifteen feet thick. It's whenwe get out the other side that I see the rest of the grounds. Everythingis perfect, the grass is freshly cut and green everywhere. I can see ahuge and beautiful garden with bright flowers in the distance and whatlooks like a huge set.