" "How long! Have you been stringing me along all this time. John, you know that I am approaching 30 and that I have been dating you thinking that we... were going to one day marry." "Dana, I don't think that I am ready for marriage. And I don't even know if we should be together any longer. I don't think that I am the right guy for you." "John, then why didn't you tell me that a long time ago. Did I waste two years of my life with a man that had no intentions of ever marrying me?" "Dana, I. I had no body hair and a penis so small, my panties made it almost disappear. Which was OK by me, but I wore baggy clothes every day so I could keep my secret.CHAPTER 1Summer was here finally here, no more jocks to push me around and I felt like celebrating. I ran up to my room, stripping as I went to pick out my sexiest outfit, a matching pink lace pants and bra, with thigh hi black stockings that had pink ribbons. I threw on baggy sweats a tiny bit of pink lipstick. As I left the house to. I fucked Sophie while Fred tickled her up in her tight, rosy little bottom-hole. We were so placed that each party could survey the opposite operators and we thus mutually stimulated each other's actions.We endeavored to lengthen the pleasure of our delicious conjunctions as much as possible although in this earlier stage of the proceedings we could not do so to any great extent. However, we managed to make the women and the exciting young page spend twice to our once.I need not say that the. It was the scarf lady. Breathing fast, she asked if it was still at the gallery. Around eight, she would take a train, so she would definitely come by before that and pick it up, if we were open that long. I answered politely that I could stay until nine if that was the case but it was hardly necessary. Before we hung up I eagerly told her my name, but she did not reciprocate but simply repeated the time she would arrive at the latest. So much for carrier women, I thought, they don't have.