"This isa torsolette," she explained, " and I wear it under reallyslinky tight dresses. It will give you some shaping." She helpedme slip my arms thro...ugh the straps, and started lacing it up thefront. I couldn't believe that anything that looked so wispycould be so strong! It pulled my waist in, in, in, giving me agirlish figure. The top was tight as well, pushing the flesh ofmy chest into the cups. "You'll need a little more up there thelook natural," she said, stuffing a pair of panties. I kept firmly on her shoulder. I waited for a bit and she didn’t give any movement. So I proceeded slowly and move my hand deeper towards her neck. (I had to lean slightly from my seat while doing so).Now my fingertip touched the bottom part of her neck. So I slowly moved my hand even deeper and placed my hand below her neck and above her cleavage. My hand was cold in the AC so she slightly shivered by the cold and continued like sleeping. But I can feel everything.Now, I am sure that I can do. We had just finished a fast number and she asked me for just one more…She moved into me and every inch of me was plastered to every inch of her body. My erection was almost painful. I knew I would be masturbating as soon as I got into my room and got my pants off. Sheila’s leg stayed in contact with my cock and it was all I could do to keep from kissing her. When the song ended I walked her through the long alleyway and she stood on tiptoe to kiss my cheek, thanked me for a very nice evening. “Not just for what you said but more for what you’re doing.”Cory swiveled around to face Sharon and put her hands on the back of her neck. Sharon glanced at Cory’s eyes, her eyes widened, and she quickly looked away.Am I mistaken?She stopped hugging Cory but continued to hold her.“Are you going to cry?”Cory turned to look out the window, took one deep breath, then another, exhaling slowly between breaths.“If I do cry it will be tears of joy because I’m not sad at all.“Just the opposite.“I’m so,.