Travis shifted in bed and the girl stirred. She hoisted herself onto her elbow and gave out a loud yawn. "I caught some sleep too, Travis, and it was ...as nice as back home, maybe better."She looked at the bulge in his pants. She stretched out her other hand and giggled, "Is that for me?" Don't touch that," Travis demanded with a bit of hysteria in his voice. "You're not old enough to play with it." Old?" She asked with confusion in her voice."I'm 23 years old," Travis explained, "and you're. I put on the stockings and just pushed at the plug, I hurt so much but there was no time. I pulled up the panties and took a photo and sent it back by text. I hoped he would not realise the plug was not in.A minute later, I got a reply. As the plug could not be seen, I would be punished at the weekend, but he was not going to release the video for just that. I realised just how serious this was getting.The next day, I left home complete with panties, stockings and plug and made my way to the. A short while later we reached your front door and you let yourself in. You turned to face me across the threshold. 'Thanks for a really nice hour', you said, surprised again by the frankness of your admission. 'You're welcome!', I replied and lent forward to kiss your cheek. As our faces met we kissed just to the side of our mouths creating an instant electricity which pulsed through your body. Swiftly we turned towards each other allowing our lips to touch in a kiss which suggested more. .. I'm a dance instructor at Arthur Murray's. That's how most of my evening pass, giving lessons." She batted her eyelashes twice. "Would you be interested in a lesson or two?"For some reason I didn't bite."I'd much rather take you to dinner."She laughed joyfully. "Well..." You name the day and the time." Maybe..." Maybe?" Only if I can bring a friend." A friend?" Yes, a female friend." Yeah, sure. Bring your friend." All right then. How does Sunday afternoon sound?" Great! It's good. Where.