It wasn’t long until I felt Megan crawl on top of me and she was straddling my chest. She was now taking pictures of my hands stroking my cock.“Do...s that feel good panty boy? Does it feel good to stroke your cock with your panties, stockings, and high heels on? Does it make you feel sexy?” she said in a bitchy sort of way.All I could do was moan. I closed my eyes and continued. It has never been this exciting or felt so good. I felt her move a little bit on the bed and the camera stopped. Then she settles down, so Tim does not think she is overreacting.Tim hugs Les too and tells her how glad she has found someone after so many years alone. There are tears in all their eyes of happiness as they finish their sherries, and Tim and Abbie head to their house to fix dinner.Over dinner, Abbie is silent about what was just revealed to them. Tim can tell she is busting to talk about it. But Abbie is refraining herself to follow the latest of her rules for behavior. Tim is holding in. Steph was also small, 23 years old and about 5’1” but of a much slighter frame and fair skin. She probably weighed barely 100 at the time, if that. She had short blonde hair and big brown eyes, but the rest of her was small. Her chest was a b-cup, and her legs were perfectly proportioned and toned. She was wearing a blue mini-skirt with bare legs and a sheer white button down blouse with a blue bra underneath. Steph danced for a while as Johanna and I agreed we were not in the mood to motivate. The other members of the group not present were the drummer and the bass player.“So, what are you looking for, guys,” I asked as the introductions were made.“I want to move up my keyboard into something more versatile,” Juan said. “I’m pretty limited with what I can produce with my Roland.”“Okay, I can see that. I’m sure you want something with memory?” I suggested.“Yeah ... for sure. I can really add some background with that,” Juan said immediately.“How about you, Dave? What are you looking.