We were all on a field trip of a difference, we were taking young adults who were mentally retarded in a slight way, for an outing and picnic, our pri...ary objective was to keep the girls and boys apart, though some of us were more inclined to let them fool around and stop them just before penetrative sex could happen, sounds cruel to most, but even they should enjoy the fruits of a woman's body, getting between the amorous couple was easy, and a firm grip on the cock as he hump air, would. Her scream was muffled."We have crew downstairs," I said. "The shower isn't soundproof." That was actually pretty sexy," she said. "We'd better get ready for the day. We're meeting with our producer after your show." Hmm. That means we still have a couple hours."I led Joanne to the bed and we made love again.Maggie, Joanne, and Rhonda, with plenty of help from the rest of the women, designed a show concept that everyone was pleased with—including me. I was mostly pleased that I didn't have to. There was a basket full of clean laundry in the bathroom waiting to be put away, and I spotted it when I went to take a shower.On top of the basket was a pair of my sister's cotton panties - pale blue with a little bow at the front. Now until then I had never given her underwear a second thought, or any girl's underwear come to that, but as I sat on the side of the tub drying myself off, I reached over and picked them up. That was it for me - from then on I was obsessed. I couldn't get over how. I knew something is strange when I got up on xmas morning and saw some presents. He does buy me clothes he sometimes wants me to wear at home but that's never a gift - more like a strange punishment (or at least he thinks he's punishing me most of the time). I was too afraid to open them before he wakes up, they might not be for me after all, so I did my chores around the house until he woke up.When he did I could see on his face the disappointing. I instantly knew he expected me to open them.