We still had not had sex. After a few weeks, he calls me and asks if i wanted to come over to his place. I dint mind so i said yes.His room mates had gone out of station for the weekend and he came and picked me up and we reached his place and we went in. We sat, had coffee and talked. He came and sat next to me. I was extremely comfortable with him now, physically. So we talked and talked. It became late evening. We thought of ordering dinner, we ordered. We had dinner and talked. We just kept talking. We came to the couch and were talking, he suddenly dropped the shirt off my shoulder (I was wearing a lose t shirt). I looked at him and he just kissed my neck. It was around 9 o’clock at night.He kissed my neck i dint resist till he got up and poured two glasses of wine and got me one and i had a sip and looked at him. We kept looking at each other. He leaned forward and kissed my lips. I reciprocated. It was amazing. He kept kissing. He grabbed my boobs and wad squeezing them. "Come on, little girl.Say goodbye to everyone and let's go!"Daphne stumbled after her Nanny down the High street, assuming theywere heading for the car. She kept her face downcast, her eyes glued tothe footpath, trying to avoid the bemused glances of the many passers-by. She couldn't help hearing the occasional chortles and titters, andthe odd sniggered comment. "I was pleased to hear you told all thegirls at the salon about your little adventure on the weekend - andyour new clittie-cage," Nanny chattily informed her silent charge."Apparently quite a few of the hairdressers and beauticians got to seeyour pretty little chastity device, too. They told me all about it!That's twenty carrots you've earned already today, baby girl! Isn'tthat wonderful?"Daphne nodded agreeably and chewed harder on her dum-dums - mostly toavoid saying anything stupid in reply. About fifty metres from thesalon, Nanny stepped inside another store, and it was only when thediapered sissy glanced up that she.
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