I undressed and slowly pulled the panties upward… As I stood there wearing the panties I looked into the mirror, my little penis got hard as I stare... at my self in the mirror. The panties were a silky yellow nylon, and they felt incredible. I started touching my cock through the silk and I felt a strange sensation. I lay down on the bed and kept touching myself; a weird feeling was coming over me. I had never felt this way before, as I touched myself, I thought that I might pee myself. I. She had a look of total horror as she realized what must have taken place. Didn't tell on us though. Greg was black-mailing me because he knew I liked to sneak out of the program most nights to visit my girlfriend. Had to pay the piper, or at least give the piper a flute to play every now and again.Greg was one of those angry bitter people you meet in life sometimes. The glass was always half empty for that guy. He blamed his homosexuality on his former wife. Said she cheated on him and took. " He stopped and kind of gave me a nudge. "Dude, she is going to blow you away! Literally if I know her!"We parted and as he walked away he called back, "Just be careful for that knife she's gonna stab you with! HA! Later, Dude!"Two nights later found me shrugging off a double date with Mark and some girl from another school, and her cousin. He was a little pissed, but I couldn't tell if it was because of not going with them, or being just a little jealous about me making a run a Cin. He kept. To the right the room opened up into the dining room and kitchen. The center area of the room was sunken two steps with a kind of platform in front of the bookshelves. The organ, with a Leslie speaker, was on one platform with a piano on the other. Madeline was seated at the organ playing away.She looked up and saw us walking in. Her face lit up in a smile and she jumped up and came out from behind the organ and rushed over to us. She was wearing another pair of high-heeled sandals and her.