This was dangerous for me. Either my plan would work, of it would fail misarably, and I would never get another chance. Well&hellip, I might use some ...ips.. My plan had worked. On the next Saturday, when John was out again, she asked me if she could get some tips about it. I taught her nearly everything I knew, what I like, what some of my girlfriends like, what they generaly didnt like, what to do, what not to do, the lot. With a serious face she listend, started posing questions, and even. It wasn't biting her, just enjoying her hand as cats were apt to do.Shaia thought of her date for the evening. It was too bad he didn't have the sensual nature of a cat. Instead he was all dog, no finesse, no foreplay, wanting to rip right into her for the finale.She stirred herself, reaching out and grabbing her keys and as much of the change as she could reach and returning it to her purse. Then she pushed herself back up on the four inch stilts that she planned to destroy the instant she got. The trees were full of birds, many I had never seen before. Their songs filled me with joy. Several times I’d turn in my saddle and look back at Opal Anne. She always seemed to be smiling. I stopped, like I had a few times already, and waited for her to ride up next to me.“Paul, is something wrong?”“Yeah, I haven’t seen your face or kissed you in a very long time.”“Paul O’Dell! You have looked back at me every two or three minutes...”“It hasn’t been that often!”“ ... and I gave you a kiss this. I slowly opened to door to see the the computer screen was swung around for me to see myself sitting in my old Lazy Boy chair, my yellow shirt unbuttoned and me completely naked from the waist down. She was masturbating to my picture as she has done many times before but this time was different, this time the fantasy was becoming reality. I walked in the door as cool and composed as I could while she slowed the finger fucking to a soft massage, ready for me to take over. "I want to lick that.