None of the blouses they had were of my size, but I finally found one which I could have altered.When the tailor asked me for the measurements for alt...ration, I asked him to alter it to my size. He looked stunned for a moment, and then started laughing. I told him that I needed the blouse for a drama in which I would have to wear the blouse. He looked skeptical, but then he agreed and took my measurements and altered it.When he saw that I was quite anxious and shy, he must have understood that. Her hands moved to my chest and pushed off a little, letting her truly thrust against my body, moving the pace faster and faster, to our pace that we had for each other. We stared into each other's eyes, our skin clapping together as our powerful thrusts met each other, her juices leaking around my cock, turning me on even more. I massaged her chest, moved around to her back and butt, touching her in the sensitive spots to set her body on fire as she moved around me. Her moans filled the room,. . If I was your boyfriend, I wouldn't let you go anywhere without me by your side, to protect, to kiss you, and to make love to you, whenever you wanted me to. Damn it, there I go again ... talking without thinking first!" You know, Pat ... Brian is a bit of an ass-hole, and anyhow, like I said, 'he's not my boyfriend!' I went out with him a couple times, but he never wanted to talk to me, all he wanted to do was just put his hands all over me, in places I was uncomfortable with." If I was your. "Let's get going, it's almost 10pm and the night is wasting." Should I change? I feel kinda underdressed compared to you." It won't matter," she said flatly. "This is my night, not yours, you owe me ... let's just go." I followed her out to my car. She stood by the passenger door as I opened it with the remote, expecting her to get in. I was almost to my door when I realized she was waiting for me to open hers."Such chivalry," she teased as I helped her into the passenger seat, her dress riding.