Carl, who was standing behind her, was afforded a delightful view.We drove down to the harbour in Carl's car. It was a two-door job and Kelly voluntee...ed to climb in the back. I gave her a helping hand, or more accurately a helping finger. She was very wet. It was only a ten minutes drive to the harbour and we were soon parked. It was a beautiful balmy evening with just the barest hint of a breeze. A large number of people were already milling around. Carl led the way into the restaurant. The. You need a man!"I was starting almost to babble, and she stopped me, very gently, witha fingertip on my lips. She drew me up on the couch next to her andheld me close to her. I was sobbing now. "There, there, little sissy,"she crooned. I moved tightly against her warmth, the smooth, warm,woman of her. Her hands stroked me--my hair, my face, my shoulders. Shecontinued to quietly talk to me--"you're my very good boy. I love mygood boy so. You are so special to me, sweet, sweet boy, and you. One piece of clothing at a time. First her dress which was a soft, grey wrap around thing that moved like flowing water when she did. She untied it and, taking her time, unwrapped it. It was a strippers move like I'd done for her, slow and sensual. Her bra and panties were matching see-through red lace and seeing the contrasts of her black skin through that red lace started my blood boiling. When she'd reached back to unclasp her bra her breasts lifted and stuck out farther, and my mouth. The more he spoke of his superiority, the more it invoked her own sense of inequality and enhanced her feeling of vulnerability. By the time he returned with second drinks after their allotted hour had passed, she was captivated by the strength of his presence and had not looked at the time. His fierce eyes demanded the attention of hers and she obliged, only daring to look at his shoulders or chest when she felt his eyes were no longer on hers. She no longer noticed his lack of handsomeness,.