I swear I saw a lightbulb go on above Her head. This was getting worse all the time.She grabbed my arm and we entered a shop, which sold school unifor...s. I was petrified but She was only interested in one thing now... She propelled me towards a row of gymslips, riffling through them with glee until She found the one which She thought should fit me. She held it up to my body, making me curtsy and adjust the horrid hat, which She placed on my head. I cringed in dismay as the sales person peered. If we were going to make a bet, the terms would be that the loser would have to masturbate in front of the winner. I was a little nervous about this, particularly since the Jets looked surprisingly good at this point in the game. However, I was pretty confident the Giants had a good chance to make a comeback, and I figured I would go for it.We continued on through the beers as the game progressed, and to make a long story short, it got pretty tense at the end, but the Giants came from behind to. As always, thumbs up and comments appreciated. Like this story? Add as a friend and read my other publishes!******************************************I was extremely bored and horny.The good news was that I had an all-day ticket on the S-Bahn and it was only 6 stations away to the Reeperbahn from where I was staying in Berliner Tor.The Reeperbahn was famous for it's sex shops. Not k**ding. There's one right next to a McDonald's. Talk about a happy meal.The one I was seeking was called 'Mystery. Well, not pyrotechnic exactly, but it was loud and lively. Becka was all for walking in the next day and quitting her job so she could move to Des Moines. Not to live with me, mind you, that would be too much for her parents to bear, but to live near me, as she did now; to spend her nights with me, as she did now; to keep loving me from as close as possible, as she did now. The heated discussion led to a heated adjournment to the bedroom, as tangled clothes and limbs and lips became brief.