I then put on my long sleeved, white sleep shirtthat was decorated with black stars before I climbed into the bed I hadmade up before leaving with Der...ek that evening.I stared up at the ceiling and wondered aloud, "Why can't I be gay?" Maybe I'm a straight girl," I muttered as I turned on my side andthought about my fantasies of being with men while I rubbed my pantyhosecovered legs together. I could never muster the slightest attraction tomen when I thought about them generally or with me. He thought the topwas okay but he wasn't sure about the pants. He pulled on the top andslid the pants on over his coffee-colored Sheer Energy pantyhose. Thepants stopped just below his knees. They were not tight-fitting but theywere not baggy like most long boys shorts. If he wore these to school heknew he would get all sorts of wisecracks about shrinking pants orexpecting high water. He thought the color of the pants worked well withthe shade of his hose. His mother said he had to look nice. They advised me you were leading, so I'm here to be an asset."Sam was smiling, "You know that I don't get anything to do that's worthwhile. We did that little thing a while back, but you and Lisa did everything. I was along for the ride. I'll be beside you the whole way this time."As I pulled the steps up and closed the door, I said, "Well, Guys, we're nonstop to our debarkation point. If one of you wants to come up front now or after we're on the way, come on up and we'll talk. The noise level. At the time I was 20 and the girl who contacted me was also 20 and so was her boyfriend. He is bisexual and loved to do gay play before her walking into the room and fucking the shit out of her. After many emails I finally got up the nerve to drive to his house and as per instructions climb through his window where he was laying on his bed in the dark waiting for me naked. I never saw his cock, just felt the ribbed clean cock. We barely spoke, he asked me to get naked and 69 him. I got up top.