The professor was seated in front of a table, taking notes. The only other furniture was a bed, next to which Jim was standing. He was every bit as na...ed as I was, and evidently quite happy to see me. My heart started beating faster. He was indeed quite good looking."Do we just go ahead and start?" I asked."Yes, please do."I got in the bed and pulled the covers up over me. I'm not normally modest but for some reason I didn't want the professor to see me naked.Jim climbed in next to me, pressing. Let's go party."Forty minutes later, we arrived at the mystery club that Suzy and Rachel frequented. As I guessed, it was a women's place, a special woman's place.The taxi driver who took us to the address Suzy gave him couldn't stop staring at us. As he drove, his hungry eyes kept moving from Suzy to Rachel to me. "I guess you ladies are out for a night on the town, huh?" he said."Yes, we are, honey," said Suzy, impulsively grabbing his bulging crotch with her left leather-gloved hand. "And I. "Wow, my legs feel sosmooth and I love the scent," I said. "Wait till you put on yourtights," said Ashley. "In my opinion, nothing feels more femininethan the feeling of nylons on smooth, freshly shaved legs. Let's goget dressed!" We went back to Tiffany's room and each of us reachedfirst for our tights. I removed my new Wolfords from the package, andcould tell how much more soft and sheer they were compared to myballet tights. As I rolled them up my legs, the sensation wasoverwhelming! . We met. He was as advertised. Medium build, clean shaven, genuinely normal guy. We went in, I was surprised of how such a maze it was. We went down the stairs, deeper and deeper but the smells of steam and sweat started to be of a hint in the air.We finaly got to our destination, front desk, no advertisments, pretty standard wellness by all accounts, just wothout the pictures of women in blankents or on massage tables. I was semihard then. The man payed for us both and he ushered me to the.