“That was just on the point of being a fantastic orgasm!”“Just wait!” I replied. “When you come it will be even better!”I grabbed a small ...brush we kept in the draw and walked back to the bed.I parted her sex lips with my left hand and examined her sex. I identified her clit with its hood now deliciously exposed. I ran the brush over the exposed nerve ends once and Sandy’s back arched as the sensations leapt through her. I knew she would not last very long.“Don’t come before the fifth stroke!” I. ‘Except for Lonnie, you’re the first person who…who’s been really nice to me in…in quite a while.’ ‘Here we go with Lonnie, again,’ Martin thought. He couldn’t understand why hearing the kid’s name pissed him off. He didn’t know Lonnie, although from what Sonny had said, he assumed Lonnie was quite a bit younger than Ann. ‘So what’s the deal with you and this Lonnie guy?’ he asked. ‘He somebody special in your life?’ ‘He…he’s a very good friend,’ Ann replied. ‘I guess even a special friend, but. The shorts were especially worn in the crotch, and red pubic hairs peeked out everywhere around the frayed strip of denim.I shook my head and got back to business. "Do you have your driver's license?" I tried to modulate my voice to help calm us both down a little."In my right back pocket." Her voice was calm now, with a tone that somehow resonated in me.I shook off the feeling and stuck two fingers in her jeans pocket. The license was there, and I straightened up with it in my right hand. "Get. Curiously he pulled it out and found itwas a pair of cotton women's underwear.Thomas had always enjoyed wearing women's clothes when he could,especially their underwear. He was wondering if he shared more than aname with his grandfather. Were these HIS special panties? Thomassuddenly found he felt closer to his grandfather than he ever hadbefore. He put the panties in his pocket, put everything else back asit had been when he came in, then turned off the lights and left theoffice to rejoin.