” As a reward for the swimming pool act, I told her that I wanted to take her to a nice restaurant. I told her to wear a pants suit, but no blouse o... bra. As we entered the restaurant, I unbuttoned a couple of the jacket’s top buttons. She agreed to cup her shoulders and lean forward when the male waiter was around the table. We sure got good service. Next, I got her to go mattress shopping without panties. We got good customer service there too. I asked her to go shoe shopping, but she. Due to the wide spread of my legs in this sitting position, combined with the high angle of my feet, of course caused by my high heels, I now felt not only presented and submissive, but also delivered and related to the physical strength of Sascha, as his petite sex toys.This feeling somehow resembled my feelings in the Dance-Palace, when I was fixed by the two men of the Securitiy legs apart on the wall and then exposed, groped and photographed.But now here on my bed it was different ..., I. Sue me, I was15. Beating off was my primary hobby.The thing is, this little episode didn't go as expected. Just as I wasstarting to wish I had planned ahead far enough to bring some Kleenex,the TV spurted before I did. Only it spurted in the form of a blue-whitelighning bolt that snaked out of the screen in slow motion and smacked mesquare in the chest.Intermission time.By the time I woke up, Cady Heron had gone from social outcast to queenof the "plastics." Judging from what was happening on. Again, Brandi did not resist or pull away, but smiled down at him, as she reached and stretched across the top of the car. As she did, she seemed to pull away from his touch, but then she pressed herself and his hand up against the car, and his finger felt some wetness that wasn't from the suds, but seemed to be leaking from between her legs."Thanks for steadying me, Ray," Brandi said with a smile as she looked back at him. "But I think I could reach farther, if I just sat on your shoulders,.