I especially wanted to behave like a girl with or in front of a woman. For me, part of being feminine is being submissive. The thought of being femini...ed and dominated in front of a real female has always stirred deep emotions in me. I had to show on cam for her approval. She had to like me too. I passed the test. We met for drinks and hit it off. They were really great people. John made it clear that he really fancied me and Ann, well Ann is amazing. So intelligent and open minded. We arranged. To Don, Spearfish Lake wasn't a lot different from Clearwater, from Muscatine. They were still all small towns, and they all took a bit of learning. There was a hidden power structure, no matter what the voters said; every town had a couple of loudmouthed old women that came to all the council meeting and bitched ignorantly about everything that happened; any town like Spearfish Lake had their own agenda, one where government was rarely high on the list, except maybe when tax time rolled. She pulled out a thin robe and shook it out before putting it on. She wrapped her hair up in a towel this time and I grabbed my robe from the back of the door. I was about to throw it on when I felt her touch my back.“Oh, Matt!” she exclaimed. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to scratch you that hard.”“Scrapes?” I asked.“Um, a little deeper than just scrapes. Hold still. I’ll disinfect them and put something on them,” she promised. She went to the medicine cabinet and dabbed peroxide on the. Using several fingers like a large soft comb, Kyle pulled his fingertips through her bush, over and over again, almost combing it up and then again back, each time allowing some part of his hand to make contact with her clitoris.Freed of the space restrictions of the front seat of Kyle's car, and the limitations of wearing slacks pushed down over her knees, Stephanie became more and more physically active as Kyle raised her level of sexual excitement. He was holding out for her to tell him to.