As far as I knew, no man had ever looked at my naked adult chest. Not only was Charles seeing it, but he was liking it. He even moved around to the ot...er side of me to see my right nipple. I enjoyed knowing that even though I'm an ugly little troll, there was something desirable about me; something that made this older but still fairly handsome guy check me out.I enjoyed that feeling so much that a little later, when he was back in the small den watching TV, I went in and started "cleaning up".. We sat and chatted for a while about everything she put her feet in my lap and asked if I could give her a feet rub. I rubbed her feet with some baby oil that she gave me; I could tell that the liquor was going to her head because she had her legs wide open. I could see the hair sticking out of her panties it was making my dick hard as hell. One of her feet kept touching my dick it was driving me over the edge. She said that I see that you are getting an eye full looking at my goodies, I. It’s very complicated.’ ‘So you talked about these questions with Charity that night,’ I said, thinking maybe we should get back on to the narrative. ‘Yeah, we followed different ideas into the realms of possibility. Exploring what might or might not happen with each one. ‘It was very relaxing, mostly. I felt very much like she was organizing my very messy book shelf. So I could find things and see the titles. ‘It was after a couple hours that she pulled a piece of paper out of her bag,. I poured another coffee anticipating the demands of yet another selfish Western woman."Oh my God! What time is it? I have to be at work. Do you have any coffee? Where are my panties? You must give them back to me, you terrible man."Despite my usual annoyance with all things female this early in the morning, I was forced to smile and withdraw the bit of French lace from my pocket. I hated to see those gorgeous arse cheeks covered but realized the poor girl probably had no time for festivities.