It’s around 12 when I’m in the alleyway near her house. I text her. She tells me she’ll be there in a minute.1 minute later.A girl knocks on my ...ar window wearing a white tank top with a lace purple bra. This is my bombshell fuck of the night, DiyaMe: Hey, come in.She opens the door and sits in the car. She’s wearing blue hot short shorts, showing her gorgeous legs.Diya: that was excitingMe: you are looking much hotter than in the gymDiya: I had to, after all, I’m meeting you. (she winks)Me: Oh. "Hey Boy," he said happily. "We need to get you over here and beak down last night's film. What say you drag your pampered ass out of bed, and meet me in the sweet, little, audio / video den you built, and we'll work on your pitch selection, arm angle, and release point? Hmmmmm???"He had a soft, southern voice that lulled you to sleep sometimes. His gentle manner belied an intensity and sense of purpose that drove him to drive me. Rather than let him down, I hurried through my morning routine. Suzie gives me a look like she is awaiting a response. I take a deep breath and tentatively say, “Can you give me a hand putting these stockings on?” My voice cracks as I point toward the stockings in the bag. “Well of course, sexy. The moment Emmy told me about you I just had to get involved. I love a fit man in ladies underwear,” Suzie says. “Your cock looks just about ready to burst out of those panties,” she continues, biting her lip. As she leans forward and reaches around me to pick up. I had crossed the train tracks and hid in the brush within the woods behind. I waited a long ass time…and I guessed that it was just that douchebags way of freaking me out. So I got up and dusted off my shorts. I got to the edge of the woods and was crossing those old train tracks to get back to my house. That’s when I felt the paranoia come back…I never even noticed it was gone. The hairs on my neck stood up as the warmth of someone’s breath hit my skin! I didn’t bother turning around, I just.