“Sorry,” I said.“It’s OK,” she replied with a smile. “Given what was said before, I understand why that was funny.”“Sure, we can play....��“‘Strip Chess’?” she said with a silly smile.“I am probably going to regret what I’m about to say for the rest of my life, but I think we should just play the normal way.”She laughed, got up, went down the hall, and returned with a chess set which she put on the coffee table. She sat on the floor on the opposite side of the table from where I was sitting on the. She removed her glasses, laid slightly back into the sofa’s cushions, which exposed her midriff and naval. She had beautiful soft pale skin and as I have a fetish for a lady’s belly, couldn’t help myself, I had to softly run my hand over it. She put up no protest and showed enjoyment at being touched, so I carried on. My friend, along with his girlfriend were still in the back room, we could hear them talking and laughing, yet here was I in the adjoining room touching up his mother. By this. ”“Of course you were. If it’s him we”ll know who he is by the end of the day and what his connection is to Harper. You can’t identify him well enough for us to arrest him but we’ll do as much as we can. There’s no reason for Harper to threaten you again so you’re safe.He was later identified as Harper’s older brother, Jack but no case was ever started against him.“She actually asked me if you fuck my arse.”It was later that day and Karen was sitting opposite me across my dining table, one. I started dancing for them. It started out a just a shake and a shimmy and went to my hands roaming all over myself. "Whahoo, take it off baby," Helen called out. And wouldn't you know it, the shirt was unbuttoned and untied in a moment's movement. Taking the bra off of myself was out of the question, so next the skirt dropped and I used my heels to fling it to the side. I'm dancing in a black lace bra, black lace thong, and black lace garter belt clips to black lacey thigh highs in my.