Her slim lips - adorned with Cherie’s trademark hotrod-red lipstick - pulled into a joyful smile as she felt the summer afternoon’s wind pushing i...self through her wavy, long blonde hair. With a rush of pleasure, and a hearty flex of her finger, the itch was scratched.Replacing her hand on the leather-wrapped steering wheel of her sleek red convertible, Cherie returned her focus to the empty, pothole-laden road unravelling before her.Maggie’s gonna be so surprised! She thought, nearly snorting. I know I have.Flashes of images, of feeling comfortable, yet nervous arousal course through me. Oh, this is going to haunt me until I figure it out…wait, what did he just say? Oh, crap! He was talking to me! Panic mode, panic mode activated! I try to focus on the last thing I heard…“…so I suggest that you go to your regular doctor, just to be sure. When was the last time you ate something or drank some water?”He sounds so professional, calm and in control, so sure of himself as he kneels at my. It was 9:00 at night, and nobody else was in the gym because it pretty late for all the rich people to be working out. It was on an honor system to let yourself in and out with a key and keep it clean. The boy who came in was named Josh, and he was about the same height as me, and he had short dirty blonde hair. He was in very good shape, being there a few times a week at the same time consistently, working out for an hour and then showering. I had seen him in the shower at this gym and also. .(she paused, and took a breath) would you mind doing it some more?" He looked at her, surprise in his eyes. "You've never done that before, played with yourself?" Missy shook her head. "I never played with myself, Momma told me it was what dirty girls did and if I did do it, I don't think it would feel as good as if you were doing it." Smiling, he laid himself beside Missy again, placing his left arm under her neck to hold her. He began by kissing her while caressing her breasts, and then he.