Each time she rubs in the ointment, the strange sensations get easier.Now she can bear to put full pressure on the stump of her clit, rubbing firmlyas... the mind gradually sorts out the strange nerve sensations. She has neverput a finger inside, never did before, because she never needed to, perhapsalso afraid of losing her precious virginity, and now afraid of the injunctionagainst penetrative sex, but she felt a need to find her G-spot. She had readabout it, knew where to seek for it – but not. Of course I remember dear. I answered. I didnt want Sandra to think that I didnt recall making love to her or about my weird dreams. I didnt want her to think I was crazy, I lied to her about my knowing I made love to her during the night. You were marvelous Sandra. Youre a wonderful lover. I said. I dont know about you but Im looking forward in exploring Vancouver today. I dont know why but Im not even hungry this morning like I usually am. Sandra said. I stretched and thats when I noticed. It got to a point where I decided she'd had enough and told her to say her goodnights as I'd give her a lift on my way home.She did and we wandered out to the car park.As I was driving she began to talk about her Christianity.She was jolly but not smashed so it was quite interesting to talk to her.When I got to her house she asked if I'd like to come in for a cup of tea?Why not I thought.I went inside her flat was imaculate, as tidy and as clean as can be.She brought the tea into the living. She was wearing a cocktail dress type outfit that hugged her curves. She was probably a size 6, C cup tits, but sexy and confident. In her first song, she incorporated taking off the dress as a part of the dance, so that by the end of the first song she was out of it (think like Demi Moore in the movie Striptease). She continued dancing in her strapless bra and thong, teasing the guys with peeks at her tits as they tipped her, but by the middle of the song, her bra was off. As she finished the.