It was a thin deception.Just as I’d accepted my violent racquetball practices as sport.Lissa joined me on the court Monday afternoon expecting to pi...k up where we’d left off, but I was way beyond that. She walked off the court after half an hour. I hardly noticed she was missing. I walked off the court an hour-and-a-half later, dripping sweat.“Where’d you go?” I asked.“I couldn’t stay on the court with you, Tony.”“Why?”“You’ve always been intense, whether it was racquetball or art or making. He punched some numbers into his keyboard. Once again the room started to spin out of control. I felt funny. My head started to spin and I felt lightheaded. I shook, I started to sweat. My mind started to race at a fast pace. I was out of control and there was no stopping it now.I woke up on a busy street in what seemed to be some sort of small city. I looked down and noticed the street was paved in black velvet. A group of women walked by. They were wearing only plaid skirts and spiked heels.. It was another incredible high but I soakedthe front of the panties." As soon as I recovered I stripped and put things away then took thepanties into the kitchen to wash them. I dried them as well as I couldwith a towel then snuck them back at the bottom of Jill's underweardrawer and hoped she wouldn't find them until they were dry." Didn't you ever get caught?" Claire asked in wonder."Thankfully, no, but there were several close calls. When Jill went awayto university, she left most of her. ” Ali sat down beside Tom with a rather mystified look on his face. I was standing there topless in front of a total stranger, not giving a dam. I removed my skirt then my pants and was now totally naked. “Hand me a thong,” I asked. Tom picked out a skimpy thong and handed it to me. I pulled it slowly up my long slender legs, wiggling my bottom for more effect. The bulge in Alis’ pants told me I was certainly having an effect on him. I did another twirl,.