. but it seems easy enough."Grace laughed. "Still growing, huh? Well you're hung plenty enough for little old Gracie here, that's for sure. Can you do...my feet?"I grunted that I supposed I could and moved to her feet. But instinct... ya know Doc, I should mention this 'cause it might be relevant. My instincts with regard to women and what they want and when they want things has been true all my life. I don't know why; it just works that way. And so it was with Grace. She'd asked me to massage. So, I began rubbing my clit."Ohh, yeahhh", I moaned, feeling ultimate pleasure."Ahem.", a throat cleared.I whipped my head around, only to find the Greek Prince custodian on my balcony, cables around his waist and a bucket full of window cleaner in his hand.I didnt care. I continued pumping my pussy away until I orgasmed into oblivion. I even out in a little show for him, arching up as my body climaxed and licking my fingers clean.I walked over to him, completely naked."Like what you saw?", I. "Ma'am, I have some good news and some bad news. The bad news is REALLY bad. I'm afraid that what we've got here tastes like a female Sex Object. And it smells like one too."That got another shriek from Julia."That confirms it, ma'am. The smell is unmistakable. This is definitely a female Sex Object. A young one by the look of it. We're going to have to proceed very, very cautiously. The good news is that you're very lucky you called me. I happen to be one of the world's leading experts on the. 2 Rescuing my pantiesI intended to peek in for just a second because I just wanted to see howa girl's room was different than a boy's room. I had been in my parents'bedroom which was all organized. But this was so different becauseBrenda was near my age plus even though she was a tomboy her motherdressed her as a frilly girl.The open door was like an invitation that asked, "Why don't you comein?" and in another second it was too late because I was already inside.The femininity was totally.