“Yes. Yes, I would love it.”“What is the appeal? I do not understand.”Dammit! She hadn’t been propositioning him, she’d been curious about... the act itself.“Well the most obvious is you can’t get pregnant that way. The risk of disease transmission is also less.”“Surely that is not the only reason.”“I—” He hesitated.“Do not be afraid,” she said reassuringly. “I will not judge you.”Somehow that did reassure him. “A girl’s face in ... in my midsection is a sign of submission. She’s putting her face,. I also noticedthat the deodorant burned a bit on my newly bare armpits. I put on thebathrobe, which surprisingly was big enough and headed back to Linda'sroom smelling, but not looking, very girlish.Linda and her mother were waiting. I was handed a pair of white nylonpanties with lace on the front that went from waist to the leg openingat the left side seam and diagonally from the right the right side seamat the leg opening back to the top of the left at the waist. Linda'sMom had divorced and. It was somewhat dimly lit and about half-full of people at booths and tables. I took a seat on a stool, flipping my short skirt out behind me as I sat down, putting my bare rear on the leather of the seat. I hooked my heels into the rung of the stool, and let my knees fall open about a foot or so.The bartender appeared in front of me, a cute blonde, and I asked for a glass of white wine. When it arrived, I took a sip, and looked into the mirror behind the bar, using it to scan the room. I noted. This one was huge and she was able to rest her bottom against it. She faced the man, raised her skirt and spread her legs.The man stood a few feet away, still rubbing his cock through his slacks.“Take it out,” Lori called and ran her hand over pussy.He didn’t hesitate. His cock flopped out through the zipper hole and he started stroking it. “You’re a dirty slut aren’t you?”“You have no idea,” Lori laughed then leaned forward and pushed two fingers inside. She gasped and the man grunted in.