..I reminded her of the night a few years ago when I confessed that I had a fetish for her panties. She said she vaguely remembered, but wanted to kno...w more. I told her I was not cheating on her and that I just really enjoyed sniffing her panties, especially the ones that were really wet.Like after she would masturbate.We dont have sex much, so I know she likes to masturbate at times while I am sleeping. She didn't seem too upset. I told her occasionally I would come on her panties, but that I. I couldn’t see myself getting the courage to ask anybody out and I’d even had a close girl friend since forever. My friend Liz was actually really freaking attractive, but she was seriously way too cool for me. Recently she had cut her hair short, like a boy but that didn’t take away from her beauty. She wore a lot of eyeliner and took the whole skinny punk rocker chick vibe as far as she could go. We had been friends for over 10 years and she met me before she started her punk phase, now only. They were rich and had never had k**s, so it was always fun for me, however they were a bit eccentric. I guess I got use to it and never paid it much mind. One of the things I enjoyed about their home was the huge pool behind their house. I could go out there and workout and swim. Sometimes after a good workout, I could just lay on the float and get some sun.It was the summer before my senior year in high school, as I laid out in there pool in bike shorts after a vigorous work out. I lathered. I didn't read any. Maybe when I get a chance." Well, that's just like her. Nothing deep. Whatever strikes her."We all masticated for a while."Do you have to read at UCSD?" Jim asked."No. Nothing's very esoteric." Well, come out to State again. We'll have lunch together and I'll introduce you to a few more people. If you want to." The invitation was tempting. Though the Love Library was packed most of the time, there was little demand for the things I'd be looking at. Gillespie hadn't published.