Clark? Is that really you?" It was then that I had recognized him as being in a couple of my classes last year. I just smiled and said "Yes, How are y...u?" he gave me a brief rundown of his life since high school and how he really loved driving around in his taxi. He told me I looked good in that dress that it really brought out my beauty. I could tell he was staring at my braless tits. But by this time I didn't care. When we arrived back at my place he got out and opened the door for me to get. "Okay, Dickhead, don't get your knickers in a twist."I laughed with her and squeezed her hand. "Men don't wear knickers you tart." And with that, my outburst was forgotten.One advantage of being a twin, is that both of us often know what the other one is thinking, or about to come out with and this was such an occasion. "I can tell you that I won't look while I help you into the bath if that helps." That's not it." I'll guide you to the loo and then leave, I'll even put your hand on the loo. “Oh Ok I’ll give him a ring” I replied taking my phone out I rang him and it went onto his answer machine, I didn’t leave a message. As I smoked my cigarette his uncle said “Have you and him been seeing each other long” “No it’s just a casual thing” “Oh sorry my mistake” as he sat on the ground next to me, I studied him closely.He was 5’9” quite tubby, looked about my age 50ish and was wearing jeans and a shirt. As we sat there his arm soon rested on my shoulders, “I’ve got a key to the van if. Just as I was about to speak, I felt a soft touch on the exposed skin beneath the hole in the side of my pants. Looking down, I saw Lynn’s finger tracing along the inside border of the hole in my pants. Her small left hand was moving around and gradually she slid it farther into the hole and farther along the width of my thigh.I looked into Lynn’s eyes and she looked back without a smile but with raised painted on eye brows. With all of the weight loss, these jeans were super loose in the legs.