Heslid his hands up the bridesmaid's slip until he could hold him tohimself, his fingers feeling the fastening at the back of his bra, andthe boy brea...hed out onto his cheek and hummed with ecstasy.A slither of feminine satin filled the air of the boutique drawing theboys closer."A white dress sash is just what sissy sweethearts need," said MissPresswell.Jason felt a sizzling hiss behind him as the wide satin sash was doneinto a bow at the back of his waist... his penis was pressed closer tothe. I loved to go out wearing nothing but one of my colorful, nearly transparent pareos, which I could tie around me in various interesting ways, with a slim gold chain around my hips and sandals on my feet.On a walk on the beach one day early in my new residency, I came upon a young man who seemed to find me worth watching. He was well-built, sandy-haired, and about five-foot-eight. I found a beach recliner and lay down to watch the waves. My pareo was tied so that I was bare on one side from. We go in and he tells me to have a seat, it was a small one bedroom apartment He turned on some music and started making the drinks. He asked my name and then said how old are you I replied 18 He says "you know I'm old enough to be your grandfather" I replied "that's ok " He then handed me the drink. It was strong He said I'm not trying to get you drunk I just don't have any mix. He then sat on the arm of the couch next to me, he was tall around 6'2 thin with grayish hair, He then reached down. As he turned, he noticed a bar just beyond the macabre art gallery with several crystal decanters arranged upon it. After examining one in the light, he removed the stopper and sniffed. Eyes lighting up, he took a sip. Oh, fuck yeah — scotch. Good shit too.He took a long pull, just enough to warm him and give him a little buzz when it kicked in. After a few seconds of experimentation, he found that the decanter fit within the deep pocket of his jacket. Seeing a wooden cigar box, he opened it.