I want you to wear your leather chaps, vest, boots and nothing else." Terry felt his heart begin to race and he began to feel the familiar tingling in... his balls. "Sure, whatever you want," he responded as he headed out to his bike. Megan took her bag and went to her room and opened it. It contained a stunning black silk garter belt and a pair of black seamed nylons. She put them on and then looked at her reflection in the mirror and got excited by what she saw. Her long legs looked even better. "That didn't go quite as I had hoped," said Jimmy, with a tortured look on is face. "We need to go play video games or something. I need to think about something else, if you know what I mean."I did know. My hormones were raging too, and if I didn't focus on something else, I was gonna have to go into the bathroom and relieve myself. "Dude, tell me about it," I said in understanding. "Let's go get changed and play some Call of Duty." We ran upstairs to my room to change. My shorts had somehow. His overture was immediately accepted on both occasions. Also in both instances the woman in question had gotten cold feet and had withdrawn from the idea of eternal love and marriage. So, he thought, here I am, ready to spend the rest of my life with that one special woman—supposedly what many young women of his age were looking for—and I keep striking out. Every woman who knew him who hadn’t been the object of his undying love knew what an incredible catch this young man was—and wished they. There were three girls sitting around, dressed in regular clothes. “Hi Holly, John” Lindsey said excitedly “This is Shannon and Ashley” Lindsey said, pointing to the corresponding girl. Shannon was number forty two, and Ashley was number twenty eight. It seemed like incredible luck that we had talked about these very girls. We exchanged ‘Hi’s. “They have been in pornos” Lindsey said still excited. “No way” Shannon said, “You guys are what like eighteen?”. “Twenty actually, but we made them when.