Helping a Guy Out
"I shaved my legs. What next?"
"Put your hands inside, roll them up, then unroll them up your leg."
My eyes widened. When
disappeared into Margie's room, I didn't expect to eavesdrop on "How To
Put on Silk Stocking" lessons. I hoped for a glimpse of bare chest, like
last week out by the pool.
This was better. I licked my lips as
Devon dragged sheer silk
stockings up his hairless calves, swallowed hard as he clipped them to a lacy
"Think he'll like them?"
Devon as Margie's boyfriend instead of mine was torture.