" I muttered to myself."What did you say?" she queried."Uh, I said, yeah okay, who do you suggest?" I temporised."Try Maureen," the blonde over by the...bar, "I know she loves younger men and adores you." Oh mum," I sighed, "of course she doesn't." Want to bet?" my mother laughed, "Go on, ask her to dance and have some fun. You're only young once you know."Sighing again I made my way over to the bar and Maureen, to be honest she was very pretty, even if her blonde hair did come from a bottle it. Flattening your hand, it too starts to disappear beneath clothing. As first your little finger, then all fingers in sequence, brush lightly across your electrified nipple, your head arches back momentarily.My hands are defiant, teasing the skin and hair on my lower abdomen. I can feel myself straining into my pants – I’m forced to quickly adjust myself, surreptitiously I hope, so you don’t notice. I’m sprung! A tiny laugh escapes your lips at seeing the effect you are having on me, but you. She wasn't offering herself to them without a plan.Her plan was revealed when she unbuttoned, unzipped, and then dropped her miniskirt to her ankles. As Roy had noted, her stockings were supported by a black garter belt. But he had not guessed what she would be wearing in place of panties. He laughed. Felicity was no fool.?Is that metal panties?? Timothy's voice sounded confused.?It's a chastity belt,? Roy replied. ?Nobody gets into the lady until she unlocks it.??Who's got the key?? Stan's. . I was enjoying my self, we’re all just talking, I’m looking out the window at this point, but feel like someone is looking at me. You know, just that feeling.. I look over , and jerry was starring at my waist. He sees me and instantly looks away. It was weird... I was thinking to my self, what was he looking at? Was he checking me out? Did I look stupid, should I have dressed differently?. What ever, I thought.we get to the bar, and I go straight to the bathroom to look in the mirror. I.