If his mood was right and there were no other cars around, he would strip naked except for his shoes. John explained that it was a combination of thin...s that made doing that so exciting. It was, technically, exhibitionist. In this scenario, he told, it was a very tame variety of that kink. It was dark, and no one was around. If a car approached, he would see their lights from far away and had plenty of time to get back in his car and drive on. For John, it was the act of doing something. That, I will admit, likely has something to do with what I've become, but only in that it has allowed me to embrace my place in life without fear or shame or doubt.As for poverty . . . well, like I said, my dad's insurance policies left us very well off. In the time it took for a single stupid goose to fly into the plane's right engine, our house, our car, and even my dad's boat were all paid off. That meant my mom only had to worry about utilities and food, and the interest from the insurance. It all blended into one. Until Selene removed her fingers, gently kissing her neck. Breaking away from Xander, Persephone looked over her shoulder to share a kiss with her girlfriend. Selene slid out from under Persephone, leaving her flat on her back. This time Xander replaced Selene between Persephone's legs.“Careful…” Selene exhaled sharply, her lips still inches from Persephone as she was now on her knees, watching from the corner of her eye as he stroked the outside of Persephone's. He shivered with lust, his eyes feasting on her snow white skin. He continued undressing her, pulling down her skirt, revealing her sumptuous legs covered in stockings, her pussy covered by tiny red lace panties. He kissed every inch of bare skin, running his tongue up her stockinged legs. She parted her legs and he was drawn to the tangy smell of her juices. He ran his finger up her panties, hooking them at the sides and pulling them down, his lips immediately covering the bare skin of her.