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Timmy Learns His Role

 

When I visited Mary that week she did some things that I now realize were pretty different. At the time I was just sort of overwhelmed.

 

Several times she changed right in front of me. She did not totally strip but she changed her top or her jeans and just chatted with me as she did it. She smiled and laughed as if it was nothing. I had a sense that this was not something that she would do with another guy. I don’t know exactly how I knew that but I did. 

 

I remember thinking to myself how pretty she was and how attractive her breasts were. It was hard not to stare.

 

And she would always call me sweetie or sweet heart. But not the way a woman calls a man that. It was subtle yet not. She spoke to me like I was a child or a boy – not like a boyfriend or a man. And definitely not like an equal. 

 

When I first got there Mary was excited and happy to see me but apologized and said she had to go see some guy. She was going out on a date after I had traveled there to see her. A clear example of how things were between us.

 

Other guys would have objected or gotten angry…but I just went with it. I would have been afraid to object, or not known how. It was not in me, not with her.

 

And then there were the conversations about her dates and boyfriends. Mary told me the ones she liked and the ones she didn’t. She would even tell me how “endowed” they were.

 

I remember being totally tongue tied as I knew that I was a bit “under endowed.” Once during this visit she even demonstrated how big this one guy was. Mary showed me with her hands, making an “Oh my God” sort of expression!

 

After seeing this there was no way that I would voluntarily take down my pants for her. Mary made it pretty clear what impressed her and I knew that it was not me. She was looking for someone more manly. I was just “company” for her, not boyfriend material. I did not even think of questioning it.

 

 

Joy & Love,

Goddess Mandy 🙂 XO

 

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Timmy…A Shy Boy’s Story

 

I always felt at least a little intimidated by girls. Always. With Mary it was no different. She was smart and pretty and what I would call “peppy”. I liked her a lot and she sort of took me under her wing a bit. I was 19 or 20 at the time.

 

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Finally the Doors Opened

 

…and Mandy stood there framed by the doorway. Her hair brushed out and looser than before, her nipples hard and pinker than he ever imagined. She wore only the jewelry, the wisp of a thong and her stiletto heels. He was amazed and totally enthralled.

 

She told him to come closer . . . → Read More: Finally the Doors Opened

What’s Behind Door 453?

 

Mandy felt some trepidation and fear as she headed for the elevator. She tried to think who was near her when she told he husband she wanted the jewelry.  It was all a blank now.

 

As the elevator rose she took off the earrings she was wearing and put the other . . . → Read More: What’s Behind Door 453?

Dinner, Drinks & Devious Desire

 

As she walked to their table, arm in arm with John, the looks and comments did not stop.  They stopped for a moment on the way and she heard an older man at a nearby table remark, “I wonder how much that costs.”  His wife slapped at his arm and droned, “Even if . . . → Read More: Dinner, Drinks & Devious Desire