I put my skirt back into place then rushed to obey, hoping that nobody would drive by as I headed toward the brightly lit front door of the bar. Actua...ly, it was the police that I was worried about driving by and seeing me topless on the street. I really didn’t want to go to jail. The thought of anyone else seeing excited me to no end. And I got a great thrill when Kevin told me to go in to the bar ahead of them. He said that I was to go to the end of the bar and wait until Charles, he was the. My breasts were natural 36b's then, so me being bra-less wasn't particularly noticeable, unless Ed selected my blouse. Ed wants me to dress erotically all the time. I usually comply. I even learned what fun it was being noticed and ogled by men. I actually like them hitting on me. What girl doesn't want to feel desired?To get me ready for the party, Ed shaved my pussy. He likes me shaved, and always wants to do it for me.He bought me a very seductive red mini dress with a plunging neckline for. From that moment onwards I continuously kept him in my sight of eyes having in mind Murielle’s remarks about his “size”.The party ended and of course I kindly told Gerard that he was welcome whenever he wanted It was more a form of politeness than an actual invitation. Fifteen days later, midweek. I get home from work around 8 PM, as usually and I find a car, unknown to me parked in front of the entrance. While trying to find a name or a face to put on the driver, it came as a surprise to me. Hours very slowly inched passed as she enjoyed watching her programmes, usually mindless soaps and reality shows that I can't stand.The heat was getting more unbearable, I was sweating loads and to my horror, a large bead of sweat trickled down through the gap of her crack and slimed all over me."YUCK!" I thought, feeling desperate to gag as the salty giant drop of sweat covered my whole naked body where it slowly absorbed into my skin."How could things get any worse?" I wondered to.