..and I broke the kiss to tell her so. She quickly slid my penis under the rim of her panties and lifted up and whispered for me to slide them off her.... Fumbling, I managed to help her out of them and she slid my shorts down to my ankles. She resumed sliding across my dick and it felt so wet and slippery, before long she was sliding forward enough that my cock almost would make it to her pussy lips.Before I could express my nervousness and the fact I didn't have a condom she slid forward and. There was a clock above the bar but she didn’t once glance at it. She was content on waiting for her beau, her man, her lover as he ordered. A couple of hours passed and it was getting late and the bar was about the close. She stared at the door now, probably wondering when he would come back. But I knew he wasn’t coming back. Probably by this time he was in some apartment fucking some other woman, some cheap tramp he picked up and leaving his beautiful, sad woman, all alone. I sipped the. "More responsibility and little more money... There's not a lot of other stuff for me to spend my time or money on so I set myself up here."We clinked glasses and drank to ourselves. There was a soft Irish-sounding melody coming from her stereo and she bade me relax as she went to prepare the meal. I sat idly for a few minutes and then went to see if I could help in the kitchen. Soon we had the table laid and I helped her place the accoutrements.The food was excellent, her main piece was a. That he had no interest in males was perfectly fine-- I wanted Stacie as my lesbian lover, not as a plaything for the teenage boys in my class. And he was developing so nicely, which made the next new rule even more fun. As we drove home, I explained to Stacie what was expected of him next. I handed him the tiny ruler he would need."But why?" he demanded shrilly, though taking the ruler obediently. "Do I have to?" As if you have a choice, young lady! As for why, it is important that we.