He was such the sensitive one.”“Sadist.”“Oh my no. I simply have a fetish. Don’t we all in one form or another? Are we all not human? No... all children of the Lord?”“Gentlemen and lady, please. Your good and caring father knew exactly what he was doing in framing the terms of his will. You may not realize it but by bequeathing as he did he enabled his estate to avoid paying estate taxes all together. He just wanted his feeling of inadequacy in having raised his children in a manner that. You would wear what you were instructed to wear, clothes that would be inappropriatefor the weather and that might turn a head. Jeans, tights, a blouse cut a little lowand short on the sleeve so that the skin on your arms would goosebump when you slippedyour coat off, heels that cause you to stumble.You would remove the coat and sit, ordering the drink that you had been instructed toorder. You might have been instructed to slip to the bathroom after five minutes toremove the jeans and swap them. The knocking persisted. I grabbed a robe of mine that only came down to my ass and figured I would use the door to hide my lower half. I heard a deep, sexy voice saying "It's your neighbor, please open up" My neighbor was a hot, older black man, and as I opened the door just a bit, he pushed it open and stepped in. He immediately closed the door and locked it while looking down my body at my thigh high stockings and garter belt. He smiled and said "Thought I heard you doing your thing." I felt. I was never in a rush to loose my virginity, even though all my friends had a hangup and a need to do it, I always wanted to be away from all the stroies they always bragged about afterward. I wasn't a prude or stuck up I just knew I didn't need to live up to stories that were exaggerated.I was only turned 18, and had been jerking off at least 3-4 times a day most weeks (again not exaggerating) and got talking to a receptionist in a doctor surgery who was 39 married with k**s.ci had been in for.