” “Well, that’s just not fair,” and with that I start to undo her top. Giggling she struggles free and the chase is on. She’s a very strong ...swimmer, so every time I get close she wriggles free. I finally grab ahold of her legs and pull her down. Her resistance lessens for a bit and I’m able to pull her bottoms off. We both come up for air and with a victorious smile on my face, I exclaim, “That’s one!” Her top proves a harder task. It’s tied with a knot at the back of her neck and she won’t. " Well, I am sure with practice you will learn to polish your own nails ina very pretty color anytime you want." Yes Mam." My Aunt insisted that I learn to be very polite to the sales ladies.She put ankle-length, suntan nylons on my feet. "There we are sweety! Arethese your first nylons?" Yes Mam!" They feel really nice!" She had me try-on several pair of girl's sandals untill my Aunt selectedthe denim cloth ones with the 2" wedge heel and the cute little pinkflower embroidery. My Aunt said. I am only four yearsolder than Sue and five older than Carol, but it does make a difference.Anyway I am not into picking up men. Sue no longer seems interested inthe person who she claimed, a week ago, was the love of her life.Friday I was waiting for a call from Fran, to say that they had picked upthe blackmailer, but no call came. I did a bit of practice of my set, forSaturday, back at Mary's and got my outfit together. I also practiced mymake up until I was happy with the look that I. “You’re mine now. You’re going to fucking cum for me.”I moan, grunting, ashamed at my body for betraying me as I feel his penis getting slicker. “Please don’t,” I beg, my voice cracking. “Please leave my clitoris. Please.”He keeps rubbing, pumping his cock in and out of me. He grabs my shoulder, using it to pull himself deeper as he adjusts the angle, his body slapping against me harder. “You’re going to cum because I want you to. You don’t get a say,” he says in that same low growl.My tears.