I like them. They are very breathable and pretty comfortable too. The only problem is the shorts. They have a built-in liner so you don't have to wear...any underwear with them. This isn't really a bad thing because it lets people not have to wear smelly underwear for the rest of the day or have to remember a fresh pair. However the material is some kind of silk or nylon, I'm not sure, but I do know that every time we do our warm-up they run my dick and I get an erection. It's pretty embarrassing. You haven't done anything we talked about. Is it the insecurity coming back?" I don't know." I said attempting to find a comfortable position on the stupid bed-in-a-box thing but finally gave it up as a lost cause and just let it jab me in the back.She withdrew a small black notepad and pen from her coat pocket as she said, "Sam, we've been having these sessions for nearly ten years now and we've come so far, and now this ... well, I'm a little concerned," then pushing her expensive pen to. Polly reached over and took hold of my cock and started to tug it."Oh it's a really good size" she muttered staring at it as she tugged me harder."Might be bigger than Bob's, it could fill me right up"Bob groaned a little louder as she said this and I got the impression she was saying it just to tease him."Why don't you taste it?" I said"I bet it gets bigger in your mouth"Polly then leant in and opened her mouth and my cock slid in.She moaned softly as her lips ran down my shaft and like a pro. She was wearing a skirt, not tight but it flowed over her legs. She was wearing nylons but whether they were stockings or pantyhose, he could not tell from his seat across the crowded room. Her blouse was white and buttoned loosely, showing off her cleavage, curving down into the shadows of her blouse. Her heels were of a height that she stood comfortably on them without obvious strain. All these little details Michael took in one glance, but it was a flash of her blue eyes that seemed to cut.