You looked great on that beach, kiddo. What's your name?" She was saying all this as she was still tickling my leg and I was still not sure what to do..."Mindy. Melinda. Yeah, just Mindy. Okay, are you guys gay or something?" She let out a screech of laughter. Shirley stepped on the brakes and we came to an abrupt stop by the side of the road."What the hell, Bev? Something wrong?" "She wanted to know if we were gay or something." Both began laughing at me. I thought they were laughing at me. Then man was tall with a strong build. I quickly tried to cover my hard on but it was too late. "don't stop on my account" he said. of course i did and nervously said its not what you think..."if you say so" he replied.for the next few minutes neither of us spoke. I had begun to drift off and wit out realizing it i resumed touching my cock...with out hesitation the man got up and put his hand on my balls. I jumped and he laughed, "relax pal...i wont hurt you". i had often wanted to have sex. The party changed her life. she recounts ?that night? for her Owner, HH.her words, real and to be savored, in a letter to HH.Dear HH, i will willingly relive ?that night? for you again. i apologize in advance for anything i may forget to include.i met Rachel in the shopping center lot and rode with her to the party. i was wearing a blue dress with white flowers and stack shoes. The dress was about knee length and conservative for me. i was going for the innocent schoolgirl look. i. They turned slowly and strolled up the mall towards the towering hotel at the end. ‘Where are you from Catherine,’ he asked. ‘Los Angeles, and you?’. ‘Denver.’ Was his reply. ‘Are you married?’ ‘No’ she faltered, ‘I lost my husband last year after a very long illness. And you?’ ‘I’m so sorry to hear that. My wife died two years ago. I know what you’re going through.’ The sky darkened as they entered the hotel and the lights of the mall flickered on. ‘Where are we eating’ she asked? ‘Upstairs,.