I acceptedthe invite and joined him. What went through my mind at the time, Istruggle to remember but my answers to his questions came without evenrea...lising what the questions were.He looked at me and told me how attractive I looked - for a tomboy. Weended up talking, like a would be couple. He told me that I reallyneeded to drop this tomboy image if I was to go on in life. He treatedme as a woman - one who liked dressing as a man. He was asking me todress more lady like, and I was AGREEING. As we talked, it turned out that they were ten years older than me, but I couldnt have guessed it. They looked both very young and atrractive. From the first moment they knew what I needed and what I was craving for, I guess. They took me with them.I sat in the back of their Mercedes and we drove throgh the night to a huge luxurious appartment building. The car descendet into an underground garage and took me with it. I was brought to a lift, an exclusive lift only for the inhabitants of the. My penis was fully erect already and I was dying to masturbate as I couldn’t get my dick in mom’s pussy yet. However I took control and massaged her legs alternatively. She seemed to be relaxed now and was enjoying my massage.From her feet , I slowly felt her legs upwards till her joint, I thought to take it bit further. I kept moving up, I was now touching her left thigh with both my hands and went halfway up , then I came back. I repeated it few times , by this time she was half asleep and. But you should know going in that I recognize one of these women and I will need to be part of the team that stays away from her, or else the clandestine nature of what we are doing on their behalf might get blown."Kyle turned one of the compilation sheets toward Harold and put his finger on an image of one of the younger women. "I know her--Brooke Cavanaugh. She is a student at Middlebury College."Harold puffed his cheeks and exhaled before he asked, "Just how well do you know her?"Kyle.