She pulled the red cloth out of her back pocket, then retrieved a slip of paper. ‘It’s a private way, off Custer,’ she read from the paper, whil...e lifting her butt off of the seat to stuff the cloth back into her back pocket. ‘Custer?’ I questioned Mike who told me to go to Cleveland and then to Custer which was a few blocks down, on the left. ‘You’ll go right by the house you’re renting,’ he said. ‘OK, got it,’ I said, not wanting to respond to his remark about the cottage that a friend was. It’s pretty clear you share something fairly odd. Granted, if it all becomes public I’ll have to distance myself, but I’ll support you as long as you can keep out of trouble. But that assumes you’ll be able to keep all of this out of the media,” he said, turning to look meaningfully at me.“I understand, sir,” I told him. “I’m well aware of the dangers I’m facing. It’s something I think about quite a lot. I don’t seem to be able to avoid the information constantly leaking out, though. I’ve been. They even encouraged me into "just doing it", meaning, who says I couldn't wear make-up or cute outfits, or do my hair and nails like they did? After running out of excuses and cultivating a little courage I finally did it. I went for it and took them up on their suggestions.The first few weeks were a bit awkward, I'll admit, but I eventually became comfortable in wearing a little make-up, doing my hair, and even letting my girl friends pick out some cute outfits that weren't totally flamboyant. I held my breath as she poked my navel with her fingers. Slowly, she began to unbutton my top with both her hands. I waited in anticipation, as she opened up my top. I was not wearing any bra inside.Simi looked at my small well-shaped boobs. She ran her hands over my breasts, rubbing my nipples lovingly. She was not saying anything but was lovingly looking at my body. I lay there on the couch with my top opened up, my breasts completely exposed to her.She made me stand up in front of her as she.