As the water was draining rapidly from the soaker, I slid myself directly under the fancy taps. I had the bath water fairly hot so I turned on the col... water first to sort of "shock and awe" my red steamy cunt. I played with the water taps, alternating between cold and hot while steadily increasing the pressure letting it tease me with various sensations. The tub and faucet placement was set up perfectly to have my legs hitch over the edge with my aching clit directly under the path of the. This was during high school and I would work there mainly on the weekends and sometimes a couple of evenings during the week. Jim used to come in the store where I worked and we would talk when it was quiet. Sometimes we even looked at some of the porn magazines that were for sale.One evening while I was off from work and at home, Jim stopped by my house. My parents weren't home so we ended up watching television. I can still remember what we watched that night. It was the first part of. A woman with great legs, wearing high heels and with a walk guaranteed to give any man a hard on. Even at that early age I had a thing for great legs and high heels. I'd had it for almost two years, ever since my mom and dad got careless and left their bedroom door open. I'd seen them going at it and mom's nylon covered legs and high heel clad feet waving in the air was a sight that was burned into my memory. I have been a garter belt, nylons and high heels freak ever since.Anyway, I slowed. "Well, yes. I have total freedom over my sexual activities out here. Part of my cover." "So, what interesting things have you done with this freedom?" I asked. I was very curious to find out what other kinky, dirty things she'd done. "Don't worry, I won't tell Assad if you don't want me to." I added when she seemed uncertain. "Oh, well, I've had a taste of just about anything that's not too toxic. Animal semen and urine, my own piss and shit, unwashed genitals, that kind of.