‘Sir?’ That voice again. This time louder. The girl from the bar, hunched on a moped, shadowing him on the road. He stopped. ‘What are you doin... out here?’ The buzzing stopped. She rested a foot down. ‘Would you like a lift? I have a spare helmet.’ He looked her over. A coat covered her torso, but a short skirt bared her already-soaked legs, running with water. ‘Aren’t you a bit underdressed for this weather?’ ‘I w-wanted to catch you. Please, get on.’ He wanted to say no. But she had gone to. So this happened around 2 years ago during July/august we friends organized a small house barbeque party we were 4 guys and one of our friends got his girl best friend Hilda(name changed)Hilda is one hell of a Nasty girl who would drink until shes sloshed shes petite around 5’2″ and anyone would love the way she moves it’s like getting hold of a snake and the moans just add to it Now she’s here alone helping us prepare and getting drunk enjoying the bbq time passed by it was around 12 we ran. "No, no, no, the bows are very pretty." Mrs. Bedlam stepped back to look at Tim. "How cute you're shoes are. They'll do just nicely. I know you had a hard time getting them. Overall, I have to say you look just picture perfect. No one would ever suspect that you're a boy!"Tim blushed and followed Penny to the center of the room. The girls in the class excitedly swirled around each other offering compliments on how nicely everyone looked and thoroughly delighted to finally be dressed up in the. She tugged the fabric back up and gave me a little slap on the rear, sort of an 'all done' slap.Now she had me sit up. She pulled her gloves off and set them aside instead of throwing them away. She held the device connected to my asshole and told me to bear down, to relax, et cetera, while she watched the numbers on the screen. Then she had me try a few different things related to my condition. She said what she saw was promising and that she thought it was very likely we could improve my.