"You need to buy t-shirts," she said.That was a weird statement."Why?" I asked."It's because the girls all helped themselves to a t-shirt. I think Tra...cy said the rule is if you get naked at David's you get one."It finally dawned on me this might be why girls kept stealing my clothes. I wondered when this rule went into effect, because all my friends seemed to have a t-shirt or three. I wasn't really mad about it. I was more irritated. Most of the t-shirts were free through my modeling, but a. The next thing I knew my hands were at her face, holding her close as I made out with her as vigorously as I could. Having a strong fetish can be incredibly frustrating at times and there is nothing more embarrassing than not being able to perform because of the low sex drive that can come with it, but when it is properly stimulated I completely lose control. This was one of those moments. My hands were a flurry of motion, touching, rubbing, and caressing every inch of her that they could. It took me some time to recover from my second ever girly orgasm as it was even more intense than my first. I got up and adjusted my clothing before looking round the room. As well as toys and clothing, there were photos around the room. Upon closer inspection, I realised that the little girl in the photos were me. A warm feeling flowed through me as I looked at the images of me as a very pretty little girl. I followed the line of photos along the wall until I came to some of this little boy. "The paper says he might get five years for arson."Stevie still didn't answer. One part of him might have pitied Lance for facing five years on the county farm but another part of him was happy that Rebecca could finally be his. If she'd have him. He nodded toward the bathroom."Let's talk someplace more private," he told Bud.Inside the bathroom, Stevie handed Bud an envelope stuffed full of $10 bills. "This is your cut from the movie. Three hundred dollars for you and Kelly. I've already given.