She had been rudelyinterrupted while she was still horny. "Hey Sirinya," she said quietlyand nervously. "I was just wondering something. I mean, n...ot that youhave to do this or anything. But I was just curious, do you know how todo a striptease? Because that seems like awful good exercise and goodstretching - like yoga! - and I was wondering if you know how to dothat. Like, not in a degrading way."Sirinya, of course, had never done it, but she had watched enough girlsover the years she. I froze like a deer in the headlights, the words would not come. "Silly man, I've seen you a bunch of times wanking your little willy watching me from your upstairs window", she stated matter of factly. "It's kinda flattering that you find me that stimulating, I've gotten so I need to catch a glimpse you every now and then, makes me feel attractive, wanted". "You can cut your grass some other time", she added, touched me softly on the chest, turned and walked into her house, stopping briefly to. Reaching over to the side, she took the dildo and rubbed it against her nipples and neck before trailing it down her torso. Trailing the head of the dildo through the jet of water, she gently traced her clit and lips. Moving her left hand down from her breast, she spread herself wide and gently inserted the head of the dildo into her pussy, driving it inside her slowly but with great determination. Her breath became heavy, and Erica moaned loudly as she felt the thick plastic phallus penetrated. " You're a really good kisser," she said, all warm smiles and so heart-stoppingly beautiful. "I'm sure stage kisses aren't usually like that."And then Amy was there, taking Samantha away from him without even acknowledging his presence or existence. Figured.*Harry's preconceptions about Samantha had been rocked – as much by her change in attitude towards him as by her kiss. The aloof picture formed over his school years had begun to tumble down, and goodness how he wanted it to! He wanted to be.