"I can't go out like this!" Shannon whined. "It's too..." Hot?" I supplied, grasping her shoulders and locking eyes with her. "You can and you will, S...eetheart -- because you must. I realize that you're not used to it, but you want to look good for me, don't you?" I pulled her in and kissed her. She nodded, embarrassed, when I backed off, and Rachel went at her."Come on, Shan! You're wearing panties, right? I don't see any nipples! Everything is covered, more or less! What are you gonna do when. Continuing up to your neck and finally reaching your sensitive skin below your hairline. Breathing deeper you relax to the image in your mind. The gentle caress on your skin still leaving in you in your dream place. The caress lingers around your shoulders and then slowly travels lower down your spine, splaying out across your ribs and back to your spine and then lower. Delicate and gentle the touch arousing a dimpling of the skin and pleasurable feelings, that oh to often are not felt. A deep. ”“But I saw you with the vegetable!” he said.“Yeah, but I’ve been masturbating since I was fourteen, almost daily, you know?”Fritz’s eyes were full of wonder and surprise. “It is wrong,” he said softly. “You’re wonderful -- but it’s wrong.”“Why?”He smiled. “You’re first time should have been special,” he said. “Not like this. Please forgive me.”“I told him it was very, very good, and smothered him with kisses.”“He got hard again and told me he had to have me again.”“Oh!” Marcie said, marveling. ”Frank led us over to just inside the smithy where the completed scraper was sitting. While I examined his work, he went back to the stable, retrieving the special harnesses and two horses so we could test the scraper.After harnessing up the horses, I explained how the device worked, and then watched enviously as Frank tested it out. Smiling at the successful test, I was inwardly upset that my shoulder and hand were preventing me from even this simple activity. I was pulled out of my negative.