I think I’m flashing my Lucy! Because my pyjama bottoms are a bit tight, it’s quite noticeable. He’s seen my landing strip and everything. He’... spotted that I’ve spotted that he’s seen my pubes. Now there’s that awkward moment when I’m wondering whether to laugh it off, politely excuse myself to rearrange things or just brazenly carry on like a slut. That’s easy. I’ll go with the latter. I’m not easy, but I’m definitely a slut and in a funny way it’s a bit of a turn on. “So what would you. Down to the canal. That OK with you?” “Yeah, that’s sweet!” agreed a somewhat relieved Bunny. Conversation became more relaxed as the two girls walked along, Bunny on the best of her behaviour, not swearing or cursing that much, and hanging on every word that Steph uttered, enjoying the soft nasal burr of her voice, the lips as they opened and shut, and those shiny white teeth, clearly the better for all those years of having been encased in a metal brace. They walked along the dreary. I was very happy and was waiting for the next meeting which was after 2 days.After 2 days when I went to office she was looking very sexy with a tight body fitting salwar which was red in colour and I was waiting for the opportunity to get a kiss from her. Anyway we got along with the work and after about an hour I asked her for the kiss she has mentioned over the sms. She told ‘your married why do u need the kiss….get it from your wife’.Then I started praising her about her beauty and told her. Sitting alone in the back seat of the van, Hunter mentally prepared himself for battle. Then he straightened his back, reached for the sliding door, and joined the others outside.The warehouse was old, old enough to have a courtyard for the loading and unloading of the carts and small trucks of another era. He could see it from the street through a gate. The warehouse was two stories tall and made of brick. The windows were high up and dark. The only light they had came from a lone lamp down.