On a cold winter evening, the phone rang. It was Ellie. “Can I come over?” she asked, with a little giggle in her voice. “Sure!” I said. Th...s was a time when there were no digital cameras or video recorders, few women, and even less men had any sex toys, anal sex was but a small seed of an idea in a few minds: and, most women were not shaved. Having a pretty good idea of why Ellie was coming over, I raced around the house gathering anything that I thought might be useful in our encounter. I. I'll give you a tour of all the places that high school kids hang out, and then on future dates you'll be able to express your preferences."Dottie took me on a grand tour of downtown and places around Jefferson High. She even included the better restaurants as well as the drive-ins. We drove by theaters, some distant parks including a few that were famous for kid's drinking parties. All of that took a good hour and a half."Dottie, I appreciate your showing me around. I have all the money we. I made another bed for me and laid on that thought about the whole situation, it was unbelievable. I thought I have dreamt a bad dream but when I pinched on my hand it hurt me. I might be went into deep sleep, I seemed someone was shouting in fear SAVE, SAVE, GHOST, GHOST with a lower voice.When I returned in my consciousness then I could understand that the sound was coming from the room. Soon I got up and entered into the room with some hesitation. I saw sitting in a corner of the room Amena. She also introduced herself and we stood there for a few minutes chatting about the area and our background. With the sun beaming down on us it did little to hide the wonderful view of my wife. Her pink nipples and small b**sts were clearly visible through the slip along with a small triangular patch of pussy hair clearly visible too.After a few minutes we moved back to our chairs to resume our breakfast. My wife turned to me and said that she felt a little embarrassed by the fact that on her.