"He marched up to the front of the shop with me tottering along behindin my heels then threw his right arm back and tossed the scaffold polethrough th... front window with a bellowing roar.The entire window shattered as the pole disappeared inside. I clappedmy hands and burst out laughing. Mik looked back at me with triumph.The door of the off-licence opened and the bag lady scurried out. Thenthe Indian man came after, looking scared but belligerent."Come 'ere you fuckin' immigrant cunt," said. .. he waved back, "As six feet we compared his height to the height of the bridge..."What I wanted to know was; who the character waving at my 13 ... wait? Was she only 12? Yes, by the gods! What gall! He must be all of thirty. I snatched up my Carl Zeiss Porro prism binoculars only to find he was looking at us through his own set. I fumed!"Artturi, go get the flag book and the flag set." I said.He came back with the compartmented wood box carrying the International code Flags."Spell it out and. I pulled it slightly and new it was going to be a good day but that I had to start it by putting a big smile on my face. I could feel both nipples stiffen against the silk of my gown and moved slightly so it would rub over them.He looked over; I was sure I was caught but then went back to his work. Maybe he hadn’t seen me but I would need to be more careful as I perved over his young hot body. He moved away and I decided I had to finish what he had managed to start without even realising it.. What I wouldn't give to have him breed me!"Knowing from previous experience that that topic tended to greatly depress Susan, Brenda quickly changed the topic. "What are you wearing?" Oh, it's my erotic-apron look. You know, just an apron and nothing else. It never fails to get Tiger thick and hard, and it doesn't get in the way of any of my 'naughty bits' at all." She could hear the sound of rubbing fabric from Brenda's line. She asked with an increasingly ragged voice, "What about you? Are you.