I told him of it the next day and being summer time our parents would let us camp out in a pup tent either near his house or mine. Of course that nig...t we camped out and we took turns stroking each other and I had to take mine and stroke it to make the "sperm" as we were calling it then come out. We played with it for a while until it turned clear and was no longer gooey. We tried on him several times but with no luck.A few nights later camping out again we talked about fucking and I told. Umh ... Grace ... wow!Whoever had done the open cutwork and lacery had demonstrated that there was a lot of Grace under the white, now mostly translucent ... nearly transparent fabric. There was one very low cut thinly shoulder strapped camisole slip of open work just edging the bottom of the far more form fitting skirt. It was shorter, too.But then, Grace was taller. (No ... she wasn't, the skirt was shorter.)The gloves fit and the little purse was a riot of delicate yellow rose and vine. "Its 4 in the morning... Screw this." I got off at the next exit, and headed for a carpool parking lot. Parked near a phone booth, shut the engine, locked the doors, and made my way to the backseat. I laid down, and I was out within seconds. Next thing I knew, the sun was in my eyes, and I could hear a slight moaning. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, and there was Geena, in the front seat, with neither pants, nor underwear, with her eyes closed and her hand between her legs. I quietly made my way. There is the most incredible looking woman that rides the same elevator as I do just about everyday. I look forward to seeing her smiling face each time to get my day off to a good start. She's kind of petite, but has the most beautiful face I've ever seen. I would love to talk to her, but I'm usually in the back of the elevator and no where close to her even just to say hello. This day starts out just like the others, I get to the building and take my place on the elevator, but something.