"Paul said..." John began but his brother gave him a sharp elbow to shut him up."Oh, I get it," Elizabeth said with a laugh. "Do as I say, not as I do... Good plan!" Hey!" Paul protested. "I let you pick the movies until you started picking crappy ones!" Yeah, fine," Elizabeth said. She didn't say that she purposefully selected movies that held no interest for her so she could have an excuse to make out with her boyfriend."What time will you be home?" Miguel asked."No later than 11:30," Paul. That evening I was just kind ofkilling time in my room by browsing through some sites on the internetwhen the phrase "camel toe" popped into my head so I did a Google searchon it and the first site that popped up was www.RateMyCamelToe.com andwhen I clicked on that I found that it was a bunch of pictures of girls.Not just any girls, but girls in short tight shorts, or bikini bottoms,or skintight jeans - and most of the pictures centered in on theircrotch. And you could clearly see, uh, well,. Sometimes I look at gay porn, and the thought of a big hard cock in my mouth, or my anus, gets me all hot and bothered. For my job I have to stay away overnight and that usually ends up as a massive wanking session in my room, so this night as usual i booked in and went to my room, i stripped off, had a shower, and put on seamed stockings and a suspender belt(black) with a pair of frilly sissy pants in pink, and a pink quarter cup bra, i put my clothes back on, and went down to the dining. We shut the door on the barn, sealing of the sounds of the band and hundreds of people enjoying them selves. Our pre-arranged cab, that was to take us back to our hotel, wasn’t anywhere to be seen. The night was pitch black, illuminated by stars and a few forlorn lamps that hung on the sides of the timber barn creating halos of dim light. It was still warm, heat radiated from the ground coming up through the soles of our feet as we waited. We cuddled and looked for.