Maybe I should have let Cathy bring me tonight." How about having breakfast with me then? I'll come get you around...ten?" That would be very nice Dav...id, I'll be waiting."By the time I got home I realized what I had done. I had virtually toldDavid that I had more than a simple kiss on my mind! Why I did that,acted like a love struck little girl, was beyond me, but there was notaking it back, so all I could do was take one thing at a time, andhope that I didn't do anything else stupid. In my. No nonsense, no stupid talks. I was jumping my brains out after a few seconds with a 100 voltage smile on the face, I replied back.Me: who wouldn’t want to have you!Bibi: what are you waiting for? come inside you idiot (showing washroom).Okay, when I heard this, I was not so sure as it was a bit risky. I was doubtful of her decision and questioned her but she kept reassuring me like she has done this before. She said, “come on in now, there’s no one inside!”. I slowly walked towards the door. His life's desire, his last unfilled wish rest between my legs. It is projection of a thousand people, a thousand encounters, and a thousand misinterpretations. I lower him to his back and remove his gag. He is thankful, thinking this is finally his time. This is when his sexual life finally make sense and years of pain will be relieved. I kiss him cruelly. I start to relieve his pain, and his beautiful masculinity springs to life. His latest frustration being architected by me. I lower myself. Cindy's privates were well armoured, surrounded by a long legged panty girdle that held her nylons in place. He wasn't use to this item of feminie attire because his mother always wore an open bottom girdle with easy access. He knew many girls opted for this type of girdle. He had a cousin who was just a couple of years older than him who wore one all the time. She was actually the first girl whose nylons he touched when he was about 10 years old. She was already 12 and had reached that right.