I gave her a 200 dollar limit, which, at the time, was about 23000 yen. We bought some of the clothes at the Naval Exchange on the base, but others in... the city of Yokosuka.Now, all of this was innocent, there had been no physical contact, of any kind, up to this point. In fact, it appeared that she looked at me as like a big brother, which was fine. About a month after this, I decided to get a small off base apartment in the city. This upset Karen, because she thought that she was losing, as. She showed me how to roll up the stockings and then helped me attach themto the clips. I had no make-up, not Wig, and no breast forms, but I was inheaven!She was rubbing her crotch thru her dress, and commanded "Kneel !!!!!!!" Iwas barely on the floor of the dressing room when she pulled her skirt upand her panties down! She was wearing the SAME PURPLE SET as me! "I sawhow you looked at those clothes and just knew you were a panty boi! When Isaw you conceal them, I knew I had to confront you!". They almost always choose the side furthest from the end table with the remote control, a bowl, and open beer on it. Sometimes they accept an offer of a beer, sometimes not, but that's the end of any small talk from there on out.I'd sit down, take a swig of beer, and have the remote bring the big screen tv alive with pornography. One of the best parts is watching the reaction when I slowly open my towel to expose my semi-flaccid erection. I'm handsomely endowed with a large cut head and shaved. Soon our conversations moved to Snapchat with each of us taking pictures of whatever was around us at the time. Mostly the TV or the wall. One night when he sent me a picture of his TV, I noticed he was enjoying some gay porn. I had had a few drinks so we were laughing back and forth about it. This is the moment it all started. “You should definitely send me a picture of your dick!”, he said. ‘Haha, you are fucking crazy!”, I replied. All it took was a few more suggestions of him wanting to see.