“If I’m not being too personal, have you had a lot of sex in your life?” Della asked sheepishly. “At last!” Trudy thought.“A fair bit. Mai...ly with women, though I’ve had sex with men, I’ve even had a couple of relationships with them. But I prefer women.” Her eyes darted up to meet Della’s gaze.“When I came to London, on my first weekend I, as you say in England ‘made a beeline’ for the bars and nightclubs that women who like women frequent, but I was too nervous to go in. I instead wandered. I love your nipples the unknown woman said they are rose colored except in the very center where they are red like little cherries. Tinas mind supplied her with an assortment of fashionable clothing that had begun to appear in the stores with cherries on it. Wondering if some designer had a girlfriend with cherry nipples. As soon as this thought arrived it was brushed immediately away at the sensation of another mouth on her other breast and two small hands hefting the weight of her large. As she pulled it up over hiships, he realised that it was a kind of black latex hobble skirt. Hehad seen some of the girls in the club wearing them and he knew thatwith this on, he would be able to take only the smallest of steps. Thiswas made even worse seconds later as he felt her push shoes onto hisfeet and strap them tightly in place. When he put his feet back down,he found himself forced onto tiptoes and he knew he was wearing highheels.The woman paused for a moment, then returned to the. He was hoping that he might get a look at a cunt or a set of tits and that he could pull himself off while he enjoyed the view.He had closed the cubicle door, of course--because he did not want to be seen with a hard cock sticking out from under his skirts--but he was able to peer through the crack between the door and jamb. He could see the sink. He knew from happy experience that sometimes a girl, when she was alone in the room, would drop her panties before she went into one of the booths,.