I can't say as I have." Well, I'll try to let you know if they show up. I may have to leave the area suddenly." Well, if you can point them out to me,... I could have one of the boys have a talk with them." They're not very good listeners, Frank." My boys can be very persuasive. I believe they can permanently persuade these fellows you're worried about to leave you alone." Thank you, Frank. I'll let you know if I can use your help." Think nothing of it, lad. I've got a bit of work to do. Aren't. Now suddenly face to face with the very unpleasant reality of the situation, she began having some serious second thoughts about proceeding.But, being there on an impetuous, insatiable, illogical sex mission, and having had a little too much wine to drink, she paused for a moment to reconsider her options, instead of just bolting out the door.She looked over the very homely boy, again, and weighed his deplorable looks against the overpowering allure of the magical memories of the secret. We spent the rest of night putting new locks on the door. After we finished, I hopped in the shower and got ready for bed. As I laid in bed I started tossing and turning and thinking about how much I wanted to dress. So I got up and reached into my secret stash of women’s clothes. My outfit for that night was a small training bra and a plaid mini skirt – which was my moms from when she was in her 20s – I put on the clothes and jumped in bed quick. As I laid there I ran my hand across my waist. Very, very teasingly, you begin to butterfly kiss my penis right through my underwear. Kissing my entire shaft up and down, the entire length of it. I feel the pain of just being unable to keep my penis inside. Totally squeezed as I stretch my underwear to the limits. Hands to sides of my waist, you slowly, teasingly roll down my underwear. Very slowly. Kissing every inch of my exposed skin. And when you begin to see the bottom of my penis shaft, you lick and kiss and tease my base a few times..