”“I need to thank your Dad for his help.”“Don’t worry about it.”“No, I have to thank him. What does he like?”They discussed what her D...d liked, his taste were in the area of fine cigars, nice bottle of cognac, or a French Cabernet. Since she was busted for underage drinking the alcohol was out, and a box of his favorite cigars was well over one hundred dollars. She settled on going to the mall and finding a nice thank you gift that would be work appropriate for his desk.“Do you think they are. He was 20, one year elder than me and studied in local college nearby at the same time his cute dimpled face, sweet smile, beautiful manly smell and even sweet nature made me his fan. Whenever I came home I found reasons to be close to him and we became best friends very soon.It was once in the mid of June when I came home I quickly went to meet him. he was doing work out on the terrace and was just wearing a vest and shorts. His beautiful curly dense chest hair and well shaped body and that. "Wait a second honey," I said, "I don't want someone else to see me like this. How are you going to get the film developed?" Don't worry dear, it's a digital camera," she replied. "We can see them on our computer. Now put it on and I'll tighten the laces. My sissy should have an hour glass figure when I'm done."Next she had me put on the black seamed stockings I found in the box, while she photographed me rolling them up my smooth legs and attaching them to the garters. "It's a good thing this. I ordered a beer and sat alone too. I didn't want to bug her. But she saw me and flagged me over. We finished our beers and I bought another round. We talked a bit. She was there contemplating making a move to dancing in this place. It was a shorter walk from her apartment. I told her I was just killing time waiting for a call, I had to pick my brother from the airport. Told her if I went to the regular spot where the girls all knew me I wouldn't want to leave. “Having too much fun like this,”.