"No, I can't!" Can't?" wondered a noticeably put-out Alexandra."It's this program, the Dr Wagner Program, I volunteered for," Wendy explained. "It's n...ot just clothes. It's touching as well. I'm not allowed to touch anyone, however much I want to. In fact, the more I want to touch someone the more I mustn't. And I mustn't let anyone touch me."Alexandra was visibly unhappy at this. She frowned with disappointment. "No kisses? No cuddles? Not even holding hands?" It's the Program." What can I do?. Damn right I could!Suddenly, the bathroom door opened and Sandhya walked out. My jaw hit the floor. She was wearing a little white lacy outfit thatwas almost completely transparent, complete with a pair ofstockings and high heels.“Well?” she asked, placing one hand up on the door jamb and posing like an underwear model. “What do you think?“Come here and I’ll show you.” I said, doing nothing to hide the growing bulge in my pants.With that, Sandhya started sauntering towards the bed, running her. . they were delicious thoughts and I would most definitely like to catch my flight. The end of it just might make my thoughts reality."That made her smile and, with a twinkle in her eye, she said, "I hope it does. Have a great flight."With a smile, I walked along the gangway towards my plane. I found my seat and, luckily, some space in the overhead bin to store my carry-on. The flight was fairly full, but not packed. I sat in my chair and fastened my seatbelt, then watched as the flight. Chills ran down my body as his hands touched my shoulders and neck. I’d known this guy for less than half an hour, yet his touch felt so right, I couldn’t believe I wanted him to touch me like this. I hadn’t even let my boyfriend do this, though if my boyfriend touched me like that I wouldn’t get the feeling my skin was burning like I was now. It was like ice and fire, my skin so cold and his so hot his touch made me feel like I was on burning. The bed moved as he climbed over to the other side.