" Don't want to play hockey. Want to skate," the boy whispers."That kind of skating is for girls," his mother says, and takes the blackskates off to t...e counter to pay for them.Years go by, a decade, then nearly two, and then one day, a figure in athrift store dress hovers near the sporting goods department, waiting forthe crowd to thin out. Finally, the figure seems to take a deep breath, andapproaches the clerk."I would like a pair of white skates, please," she says softly."Certainly, miss.. I put one sock on my cock, making sure that the part that touched her foot was now enveloping my cock. I turned inside out the other one and alternated between sniffing and licking while fucking her other sock. It was actually more like making love to her foot essence than mere masturbation. I didn't dare cum inside her socks, because I thought my mother might know when she hand washed the laundry. When I got close to orgasm, I pulled my cock out of her sock and wrapped it around my cock,. "I saw the reaction you had to me, Micheal" she whispered into my ear. " I haven't had a reaction like that since I was a college freshman."Her grip on my cock tightened and my eyes closed at the waves of pleasure running down my spine. I was overcome. I didn't know what to do."You want to make it up to me?" I squeaked. She nodded her head. Then something came over me that I don't think either of us expected."Fine." I said, standing up. I turned and opened my belt buckle and fly. My cock sprung. Sophie and her closest friend, Cassie, were the bait. Her younger brother Tim, and five other young men were the trap. They were aiming to get a complete Patrol of four in one go, the method being for the girls to pretend to be drunk and let the Patrollers get close. When they dropped their weapons to start harassing the two drunken young women, as everybody knew they would, Tim and his colleagues would come out of the side passage and knock out all four. Perhaps predictably, it didn’t go as.