.. um such an activity”“Activity?!” I exclaimed, “you mean a hand job! You don’t need to program anything! The same squeezing that these two...hands do on the shoulders or arms or legs, let them do it on my penis!”Sandy took a moment to think about it while staring through her glasses at my face. I can see through her big blue eyes that she’s thinking intensely not just with the technicality of my request but also with emotions and desires. I’ve always fantasized Sandy but didn’t know how to tell. A simple brown one. He claimed that thewig made his head sweat too much so I just styled his hair in afeminine style.His dress was cute. It was brown and came to just below his knees, ithad a few rows of ruffles and was sleeveless. I showed him how to keepthe top four buttons open to show the lace edging of his bra; he wore abra, panties and everything a girl would wear, he said he loved it andwould from time to time, and with my permission, be Joanna. I wouldthat I would much more be with. We both talked about how we liked to party and have fun, then she said that she like talking to me and i was cool, and cute to but i told her the same, after some more flirting and she started to get into the game, and so was i, we were watching while Darshin and Erica made out, she cuddle closer to me and i put my arm around her, and then she was rubbing my leg, i was starting to get a woodie, caused her legs look so sexy in her tight jean skirt and her nipples were hard. after the game. This is a dramatization of that story. It was her own fault, she had asked for it. Not just metaphorically, but literally. And now there could be no turning back. She was alone. Well not quite alone, that was the issue. She could hear footsteps coming. Should she have waited? Her father had refused her first request. The second time he had told her she must not ask again until her sixteenth birthday. That was today and when Miho had asked again this morning, she had expected to be told she must.