However, the chance to indulge in this new found kink at home was incredibly scarce, and would be soon succeeded by something far better!I would go an... visit my grandmother a few times each year, staying for extended periods in the likes of school holidays. My grandmother was divorced from my womanising grandad, but was still a very handsome woman. But what had aroused my teenage interest was what was put out on her washing line on laundry days; no lines of beige and cotton! Silks and satins in. Walk out of the store, Laura. This is crazy! This isn't what you want! Don't be stupid! Walk away, now! But even as the voice was finishing, she was walking toward the doors. Casting a last look and seeing no one, she hurried through the doors. Boxes and cartons were everywhere. Larry was standing toward the back of the large open room and motioning for her to join him in a small poorly lit alcove off to the side."If old man Flatley finds us..." Then hurry Larry, hurry!" she hissed, pulling her. Rick wasn'tthinking of Dana as the savage bully anymore, but as a highly desirablegirl. One he wanted to make his. Dana slowly opened her eyes and in avoice with a dreamy quality to it said, "That was very nice."Rick smiled, "I thought so too. Who would have thought that we'd begetting along so well ever, let alone like this, huh?"Dana giggled, "I think we are getting along just fine, don't you? Letme get some of my lipstick off your mouth there, big boy." Dana reachedinto her purse, got out a. She realizes I’m going to take pictures of her undressing. It’s obvious how much that bothers her but she never said a word. I turned the camera on and pointed to the place I want her to stand.She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Because her breasts are already uncovered it was an extremely erotic breath, for me at least. She slowly moved to the center of my room. I took a few nice pictures of her with her breasts exposed. Well, I thought they were nice. She didn’t look too happy about.