"Passive sweep for sign of Sa'arm ship, aye."The pause did nothing to ease the tension on the ship."Sir! Thruster trace identified. Probably Sa'arm. S...ip is likely carrying less than 100, possibly about 60." And this ship would be where, exactly?" asked a frustrated KoenigThe concubine at the forward sensor station activated a flashing red light near the fourth planet. A window opened showing a close-up of the reading."Optically confirmed as Sa'arm, tentatively as Sa'arm advance scout. Vacuna. But before she could finish, wouldn't you know it, my mom caught us again! So besides the lecture about "being queer," I also got a lecture about teenaged pregnancy. That was just not my lucky day.I guess my mom was concerned about me because she probably though that I was turning into a sex addict. I didn't care who I had sex with; girls or boys. I'm sure she felt that she had to straighten me out quickly before I really got into trouble. That's why she instituted a plan that would get me back. Reluctantly I lied and said "yes."I thought he would be mad and start to abuseI was afraid to confessA dick is a nice thing to useTo stand when I peeAnd play with it so blissfullyBut perhaps girls had something that I missedMaybe its just that they grow boobs and that is more funIn the long runI heard they have something more in their buttI wanted to know what that was.Besides, I wondered what it would be like to be flat, and never againget hardTo feel what it is like to reach down and pat. While I was telling Dale my story, we both had our hands in our pockets, rubbing the fronts of our pants and the nylon panties under them over the heads of our excited cocks. We each knew what the other was doing, but we were still too cautious to do what we both wanted – that is to take down our pants and masturbate in our panties.Then Dale told me about his panty experiences. He started out much like all of us panty lovers. Raging hormones, curiosity about the female body, glimpses of.