"He said something else, but I didn't hear it. I wasn't listening. I wasoff to collect some glasses from around the bar and Rod could do what heliked.... It may sound odd, in that I had thrown my lot in with the so-called weaker sex, but I felt completely in control of this situation. Itook the money out of my stocking. I felt I had power over Rod as I putthe money... where? I felt for a pocket, but there wasn't one. I smiled.Another thing to learn about my new status. When you're wearing a. Those in Chennai would know how crowded the busses in Chennai are and how the men use this opportunity to touch the beautiful women. Though I don’t travel much by bus, I do have enjoyed such occasions but never like the one I am about to tell.One day morning I boarded the bus to anna nagar. It was crowded as usual with young ladies since it was office time. I came near the conductor to get the ticket. There I saw one young hot looking girl , soo beautiful and I couldn’t take the eyes off her. ...but it is my birthday) the music blasting from my room, shampoo in my ear which of course goes in my eyes as always. As I rinsing I hear the bathroom door creek and in the mirrors reflection I see Dave watching through the crack. This guy is such a perv! I decide to wind him up. I rinse off the shampoo from my thick long golden hair which when wet almost reaches my butt. I swipe the hair over my shoulder and bend down so I'm bent over right, giving him the best view he's probably seen in a. Even when my cock wasfairly limp it would not fit into the tiny plastic container. I realisedthat it was only going to fit in if it had been reduced to the minimumpossible size beforehand. The thought struck me that I could perhaps tryon my new knickers before locking up my cock in plastic. I removed themfrom the plastic bag. They were lovely and soft and silky. They felt evenmore gorgeous than they had looked when in the bag. And when I steppedinto them and pulled them up there was an.