It intrigued her how, something that hurt her so much could excite her so. It helped that she was a psychology major. ?It’s you,? she said one eveni...g, ?I wouldn’t do it otherwise, but I love you and I know that you like to?do me, there.?She did not like then, or now, to use coarse language.?So,? she continued, ?I don’t mind the pain as much, since I know it gives you so much pleasure.??It will get easier soon,? I said kissing her firm, pink lips, ?and I’ll be careful.??Don’t; it’s OK that it. ”“I could do that; it might be fun reading that, because there’s a real purpose to it.”She reached across and took my hand.“I knew there was a reason why I wanted to talk to you about all this,” she said. “Somehow you know just what to say, you have the right advice for me.”“And all along, I thought it was because you wanted to sit next to me, so I could perv at your lovely boobs!” I said.She blushed.“Do you really do that?” she asked.‘Of course I do. I mean, since we are all naked here anyway,. John was amazed and pleased at the sight, just a few more additions andhis impulses would be satisfied. First footwear, the box provided someheavyweight knee length silk stockings and patent leather black 3" blockheeled shoes. With some difficulty because of the rigid cosetry John hadto sit in an old overstuffed armchair to pull up the stockings and trapthem under the ruffles of his bloomers. The shoes too proved a trial buteventually he managed. Once again he paraded the entire outfit before. We left my flat and started walking down the stairs to the main entrance.Jack looked to be in pain."Are you ok?" Just my ribs, they're stinging a little," he explained."Why didn't you say so? You could've waited downstairs for me. I wouldn'thave minded, you silly bugger," I said.We got to his car. It was an old Mondeo. Clean though, very clean. Itlooked like it had just been valeted. I climbed in and felt guilty asJack climbed in the driver's seat and winced in pain again. He looked inthe rear.