We were just casual friends from the neighborhood bar and I was surprised that she wanted to go to my place. She quickly explained that she wanted to ...ind out if her fantasy about me was as good as the real thing. Well we got to my place and showered together then headed to my bedroom. We embraced and kissed and I began to make love to her. Her ears and throat were thoroughly kissed and I worked my way down to her large, firm breasts. She was really responding well. I moved down to her navel. Far from it! The albumwas full of snapshots of men in various stages of female attire. I noticedthat all the pictures had been taken with one of those instant "1-Step"cameras. That was perfect for me, since it meant there would be nonegatives to search over for. I easily spotted Jerry Grach's picturecollection. They were all on one page, that could be unobtrusively removedfrom the album. Better and better! I thought. Now if I could just getalone with the album for a moment...Tanya sniffed. "Do. Roberta’s figure was delicate and unblemished; her natural breasts were the perfect size, perky and ready to be sucked. He clumsily made his first move but she put out her arms and held him back as she moved towards a trampoline in the center of the floor. Seating herself on the edge it was the perfect height for him to stand and kiss her nipples.He was very gentle and Roberta had to prompt him to suck them harder. She also took his hands and placed them underneath her tits and encouraged him. Or maybe she will smirk, and turn to me with a pitying look that says ‘My God, you have to put up with that little thing?’ But that’s okay too, isn’t it, needle-dick?”“Yes! I want to see her smirking, and I want you to smirk too!” I cried.“Aww, little one?” Mandy carried on. “If that’s what you want, then you shall have it! Maybe I'll look back at her, and make the ‘teeny-weeny’ little hand signal – you know the one - me holding my thumb and forefinger an inch apart! Won’t that be bitchy of me,.