Well one day after a 2 minute run we sat there in bed talking about different things until the subject of fantasies came into play. Well eventually I ...old him my deepest darkest fantasy (which will be another story) and he told me his I was in shock. He explained how he knew I was never satisfied with his performance and that he would like to know if he could possibly make it better. After a few minutes of him discussing his intentions I noticed how much wetter I was getting and the thought. We really didn't have much time over dinner for me to tell what would happen over the rest of the night and so I took her for coffee at one of the bars. There I told her that when we got back to the room she would present herself naked except for the G string ,stockings and heels. She would stand in front of me and take her fingernails and rake them across her breasts to the tips of her nipples.It would be hard enough to leave red marks, although not permanent marks. When I was satisfied she. Love, FranFran looked around the table. "I wanted Kenny to love me. Right after he left for work that morning I thought I would meet him at the door that evening wearing just my earrings and nothing else, but I knew deep down it wouldn't work in my favor. I wrote this note, took enough of his money to get me home. I found out that my family acted just like he said they would. That's the minute I began to grow up."Always in the back of my mind I was hoping someday Kenny would remember me. Even. The shop I deliver for is owned by another dirty old man, as we used to call him, when we came in to buy our Friday sweets ration, he would be down behind the glass counter as we walked in, the Sun shining behind us afforded him a perfect viewing through our thin cotton dresses, our long thighs silhouetted, and our panties, if worn, added spice and more, if discarded, we learned all those years back, 'That less was more', an unspoken 'Idiom', loosely translated, dont wear panties and I shall.