I then feel your hot breath on my neck as you lean close to my ear and say "you are so fucking hot", and then you ask, "what are you looking for"? I ...then begin to tell you how I am looking for someone to come into my fantasy world with me and play. you ask,"what is your fantasy"? while continuing to touch me all over. so, I begin to tell you how in my fantasy, i'm a bad little cock tease in need of being punished for my behavior, how you are my step daddy who has brought me here and snuck me. I live in Queensland, Australia, and the climate is hot, I love to sun bake and often did so in our back garden. I would wear my bikini with the straps down so that I did not get strap marks. Rob, the neighbour, worked for the government and usually got home about 3.30 pm, he always came up to see me when he got home and I was usually sun baking. He would sit and talk to me, on one occasion I made sure to pull my bikini top down a little so that my nipple was exposed just above the bikini top,. After only twenty-one years I had real friends.I guess I had to count Sunny in that category too.I spoke regularly with my mother about wedding plans. Then I would call Sunny to settle me down because it was more my parents' wedding than mine.The funny thing was, had I not met Jeff and been changed by him I would have been a harridan. No detail of the wedding would have been too insignificant for me not to have my way.Occasionally I would ask Jeff's opinion. He would always tell me to do. Our game became more daring as time past and by that summer I had to fight the urge to rip off my g-string and masturbate right there in front of him. His hand kept slipping closer and closer to the zipper on his Jeans. Having those tight Jeans pressing down against his huge, hardon had to be painful for him. The pressure of my soft sports bras pressing against my rigid nipple had become so painful for me that I stopped wearing bras when Cathy wasn't around. I surrendered to the urge to.