Keeping my gaze fixed on him, I lick the pointed end of the fruit and then, leaning across the table, offer it to him. There’s an unmistakable look ...f lust on his face as he catches hold of my hand, eats the strawberry, then kisses each of my fingertips, one at a time, sending pleasurable shivers through my entire body.We finish eating in silence, using our eyes to communicate the lascivious thoughts we are both having right now. Once outside the restaurant, he pulls me close to him and kisses. It constricted my waist and lifted my breasts, exposed above it. She had not indicated whether I should wear knickers or not so I decided I’d wear black, silk French knickers that allowed access and felt so, so sexy. A black, silk almost transparent blouse with long sleeves and a high collar and a dark blue silk skirt – only silk would do for her. The skirt is long and buttoned to the knee then open from there to my ankles. High heels supported black leather shoes. I wanted her to be able to. A few days later, Kip was horny (perhaps from all the speedo porn that is part of his work life) and decided to go to the nude beach and see what kind of trouble he could get in to.Kip did say that part of his motivation was to work on his speedo tan. He is a huge fan of my speedo tan.He got to the beach carpark feeling like a pervert, there were just the normal beach crowd in the parking lot, old, young, kids, couples, groups of people and families. His instructions were to walk up the beach. She had the obligation to spread the good word in the form of The Watchtower magazine—a duty she observed as rarely as she could get away with, having endured a lifetime of doorstep rejection accompanying her mother in the streets of Middlesbrough. She had tedious biblical texts to memorise: never the ones where there was much of the sex and violence—of which the Bible had plenty—but ones that served to reinforce the arcane dogma of a faith she was beginning to question. Indeed, now she lived.