I excitedly slipped into my black lacy padded bra, which I nicely fill out with with small fleshy silicone breast form titties to create a little clea...age. I put on a lace garter belt and slip on a pair of sexy new stockings, over my stocings and garter I pull up my matching sexy panties, mmm I'm feeling good now as carefully put on a half slip. I love the sexy slutty carreer look, and with nervous fingers button up a satin stretchy blouse. I feel the sexy satin skirt brush my hosed legs as I. Keep it that way. Moira: Naked charity? Me: HA! No. Trust me? Moira: Of course. Can I go lingerie shopping? Me: I can’t imagine why I would object to that. Moira: Maybe I’ll get something objectionable. Me: I hope so. ???? Moira: Hehehe. I hadn’t thought about lingerie at all. Thank you, Moira. I took a moment to daydream about Moira trying on lingerie, and then finished up what I could of my plans. I then went on to suffer through the longest week of my life. Ensuring that I wouldn’t be busy. He smiled and motioned for me to pull over. He looked like a regular, nice guy and in an instant, before I could change my mind, I pulled into a vacant lot. My heart was beating so as he walked over to my car’s window. “Hi, I saw you driving by a couple times, what are you looking for? Did you want to hook up?” I would have never had the nerve to be so open like he was. With a lump in my throat and a hard, aching cock in my pants, I couldn’t deny my lust and in a nervous tone, said “Yes.”. You are too much a combination of your mother and I, but you are attractive, and you body is well shaped and your features are neither too soft nor too coarse. You were lucky to get your mother’s blue eyes and my black hair. The rest only got one or the other, and you have beautiful teeth and a wonderful smile. You’re intelligent, you’re outspoken, broadminded, and you have a thirst for knowledge of all kinds. You simply lack experience and self-confidence when it comes to the outward.