It was just for some reason Chopper exudedmore male producing intoxication in me.All the thoughts I had had over my life and been only thoughts except...or stealing a pair of panties and wearing them when I was sixteen andanother pair I had bought over the internet after I had moved into myapartment. Oh and I had, well I still have, a fuchsia wispy dress Ibought at the same time. I only tried it on once and I guess you couldsay I lied to Chopper about only having worn panties. But it was quite. An hour later I found myself outside the little hotel, wondering how I was going to handle this. I just thought, "Bugger it, I'll just go in. The person on reception is likely to be the owner, given the size of the place." So in I went and there inside the little hall way was a reception desk. It was empty. I rang the little bell and a woman came out. She was tall, blonde, athletic and stunning, the opposite of my lady in terms of size and shape, but both were very, very sexy.She was wearing a. That's kind of a hard question to answer." Why? It's just yes or no." I know, but I don't want you to get the wrong impression." I guess that's an answer in and of itself." What do you mean?" If the answer was no, you would have said so. But since you have trouble answering it, the answer must be yes." I don't know..." More specifically, the answer is yes but you don't want to admit it because that might make me think you want to do naughty things with me, right?" But Brit, I don't want to do. ---Warning: Beginning of Political Spiel---Explanations: This is a time, 1960, and a place, the city before white-flight, where there were not, as yet, many supermarkets, nor corporate chains of any kind out in neighborhoods that were still neighborhoods. The developers of cul-de-sac suburbs were just beginning to make Kensington's predictions come true; and the author of most of what's wrong with modern America (due to the "Law of Unintended Consequences" brought on by the inspiration he got.