Pixie can still smell the alcohol on Fystee's breath and wonders just how good of a night she did have. Fystee throws the length of licorice she is st...ll holding over the desk and traps Pixie between the her and the desk. Smiling with a twinkle she leans into Pixie for a gentle kiss while raising her arms over her head. She continues to get more forceful and she leans Pixie backwards onto the desk. Looping the length of licorice around the chair a few times to make it secure Fystee then turns. After all Beth always wore those panties when she wanted to arouse me, letting me peek at them under a long t-shirt of perhaps crossing her legs a bit widely. She once told me after our discussion about my obsession, “I will wear the sexy things for you, and you can look and feel all you like.” And I usually did, but it never made me want to dress.I reclined my chair and lasted about 5 minutes before I dozed off. I felt Beth’s soft hand on mine and opened my eyes, “You okay?” she asked.“Yeah,”. "Good. Any undue stimulation or rough handling of the shaft can be detrimental as well. But without an erection, the risks are greatly reduced."A little bell went off in my head. "Just to the shaft? My glans wasn't affected, was it?"He nodded. "Yes, just to the shaft. That, naturally, is where the major trauma was, and thus the reason why we want to keep it as stable as possible for another few weeks. Your glans received relatively little damage." I see," I said thoughtfully."Well, since all. I started picking out very feminine ones, notones I would wear now but would possibly suit Steve. On cue Steveappeared on the other side of the rack. I grinned at him 'Decided to join me?'Steve gave a grunt that could be interpreted as anything but did notlook me in the eye. I held up a pale blue, high waisted dress.'Do you like?' I enquiredHe showed a glimmer of interest 'It's Ok but I wouldn't have thought itwas your style now.' And with a spark of rebellion he emphasised thenow.I didn't.