I say this with all humility, for it is God's gift to me; I did nothingto earn or merit being beautiful. I just am. (Well, okay, I guess Goddoes have ... little help from the beautician and a few other folks; everygirl wants to look her best, after all.)I used to flash. I'd go braless and wear tight T shirts that showed mynipples. I'd wear a micro-mini skirt and no panties; then, I'd bend overto retrieve a dropped item or look at something on a low shelf in acrowded store. I'd leave my blouse. ”“You know that you’re very dangerous,” I shot back.“I don’t see how,” she naively replied. “I simply like to have fun.”The wordplay could only continue for so long. I was getting more horny by the second. I reached over to my stereo system and cranked it up. I had surround-sound speakers and sound-proofed walls.“Alexa,” I called out, “Turn down the lights.”Almost immediately, the overhead lights dimmed.Roxanne looked up at the lights.“Nice,” she replied, plopping unceremoniously down on to the. ” He made a move to climb out of his chair, but Brittany lithely dashed over and pushed him back playfully. He fell back with a harumph and gave me a desperate look.“Oh I wouldn’t dream of making you go inside on such a beautiful day, Mr. Jones,” pouted my girlfriend, putting her finger to her mouth. “I don’t mind if you see me in my underwear. Why, you are practically my father-in-law.”“Ha, yeah right,” I called. The sunshine beating down on me made me feel suddenly hotter and I gulped a. I was now in a black mood, Shona had dumped me just as I was getting to like her, and my best mate's marriage looked to be going the same way as mine.I was sorry I let Matt talk me into going round on Saturday but I couldn't let him down. I had always been there for the kids. I took the godfather duties seriously even though I wasn't religious. Laura actually came to me when she was about to start having sex with her boyfriend at sixteen as her mum and dad wouldn't talk to her about it. I told.