Lock the door then’. He turned to lock it and as he did, I quickly took of the dry t-shirt that I’d put on. He looked at my body. Now all I had o...n was the g-string and those high-heel boots. His eyes roamed up and down my body. He was a nice looking man and I liked his eyes on me. He stepped forward and cupped both of his hands over my boobs.We both knew what was going to happen. I was so sexually excited from showing myself off to all those men, and I needed an orgasm or two to calm me down.. With each step you slightly adjust your weight allowing your hip to pivot forward and your buttocks to wiggle beneath your clothing.You must glide; the upper half of your body stiffly immobile, your hips and buttocks an enticement to the delights contained between your parted thighs as your heels rap out their rhythm of seduction.I am dressed to impress today; a half unbuttoned fitted white shirt beneath a cropped equestrian styled black cotton/linen jacket exposes the sleek line of my neck as. However, the move from the eighth grade into high school did not.You see I was fourteen and Stephanie was thirteen. She was also by far the prettiest girl in the entire school. Mother Nature had been very kind to her. That year between twelve and thirteen had turned my sister into a beauty queen. Her face was exceptional, her breasts were big and bountiful, her hips flared, her tummy was flat, and her legs went on forever. Then of course there was her fabulous butt. It was perfectly rounded in. After that she started to powder me up front &back. She picked up a pamper that she had with her, then she took a realbaby's diaper, folded it in thirds from top to bottom and put it in themiddle of the pamper. She said this would help soak up any problems thatI might have during the night. After she had put the pamper with thesoaker on me, she slid a new pair of plastic panties over the bulkydiaper. I guess Mrs. Miller must have given her an extra pair of panties.Mom told me that she would ask.