"Oh diddums, do you want us to wear our outfits when we dress you thendarling?" teased Barbara. "It must be so comforting surrounded by thoseswishing ...affeta frocks and petticoats. What do you think Joan?" Well we could always go and change if you want us to darling. Is thatwhat you want sweetie?" asked Joan and John could feel his erection growstronger and his naked body and face aflame with erotic embarrassment.In fact Joan and Barbara were attired in contrasting blue and pink satinpencil. She traced her feathery vee noticing it needed a bit of a trim. She always kept it well groomed, even shampooed and conditioned, and trimmed perfectly. It had probably been a waste of time these last few years, as she was the only one whoever noticed anymore, it was just a routine good hygiene thing she rationalized. This felt good. She continued to stroke herself dipping into her warmth, circling her clit and back again. She stopped abruptly. She was not going to have an orgasm alone, again,. A few minutes pass I am not sure who started first but we start to chat as if we have never ever met.I know that's what you want i know you want to be picked up in a bar and then taken home by a complete stranger so why should I not play the part. I move to the chair next to you and touch your leg as we chat. You grab my hand as we laugh together and I am sure you know your skirt is riding up showing your stocking tops as you move on your chair. You fumble with your top undoing a button or two. It was already getting dark, and after he was through he put the stuff in the glove box and locked the car up. He leaned against the car, looking across the street at Jesse’s. He could hear the music coming from her house. The block, as usual, was full of cars, and her home was full of people. He realized that as much as he didn’t need a complication in his life, he couldn’t resist the obvious. There was a mystery to be solved involving this woman and he wanted to figure it out. Yeah, that’s.