She had trimmed her hair to a small landing strip and even in the dim light I could see her lips glistening. She placed her glass next to mine and wit...hout a word took off my boots, socks and jeans, she reached out and slowly rubbed my cock,“I don’t want to do this, but damn I’m so horny that I just can’t help myself.”This of course had my mind racing, if she remembered any of this, she would not be happy if I took advantage of her, but by the way she was stroking my cock, she didn’t give me. Janie got up to go after her, but Wes grabbed her arm.“Let her go,” he said. “She has to learn to deal with these emotions.”Janie looked up at him, her eyes brimming with tears. “Why did you have to bring him up, you asshole?”Wes pulled her into his arms, giving her a tight squeeze. I saw some tears run down her face, her expression a mixture of anger and hurt. Wes rubbed her back, whispered something in her ear and her features calmed, apparent that he’d said something to make her feel better.. "That long winded explanation seemed plausible enough that the lady did nottake offence with me buying the two nightgowns. Either that or she wasjust too bored to care. I really tried to hush down my excitement enoughto make it out of the store without the lady getting suspicious.I was wearing panties every day for almost two years and now I also got tosleep in a nightgown every night. I even bought myself a pink poodlepajama dog at the second hand store but I waited until there was adifferent. But my school was very strict and it used to be much disciplined. This incident happened when I was in my pre degree final year.We had to wear uniform during those days. We were not very much exposed to porn or sex but we were curious. I used to look at some teachers who were very nice to me especially my English teacher, Shirly. I used to be fascinated by their boobs as it would give me a hard on. Let me describe Shirly teacher. She was in her 40’s and used to always wear sares as it was.