I swore, I cried, I cussed myself. There was no one I couldcall to pick me up - I would rather die, than reveal myself in thisstate to my friends, or ...ven worse, relatives. I was way too far fromhome to walk, and I would not get far on those five-inch heels, lockedon my feet. The road was empty, no houses, just a side country road. Igot out of the car and popped the hood. Shaking on my unsteady heels, Iinspected the engine in the same way that a monkey would inspect it -randomly poking and. Part 2I brewed a fresh pot of coffee and we sat there chatting amiably sipping our port and coffee I completely naked a Patricia wearing only stockings and garter belt. “Where are you going tomorrow” she asked “Travelling northwards looking for good motives and then spending a day in Fort Williams photographing”. Then the next day I’ll carry on northwards along the coast and then out to the Isles” I told her “When I’m finished covering the Western Isles I’ll be finished for the summer”. “Do you. The next day Tom and I sorted some holiday photos and we needed one photo of us to put on our profile, I made Tom put on his suit and I dressed in a nice black dress not too revelling although it did show off my long sexy legs, we took about six photos some to sexy to publish the rules did say no nude and no underwear shots this is a discreet club and not a site for voyeurs shame I looked so good in my underwear, we downloaded about six photos of us as a couple and then individually ones to put. The crowd erupted into thunderous applause, and loud screams of approval. Angie threw caution to the wind, jiggling and blowing kisses to keep the applause growing.Christine didn’t even wait for the young man to pour water over her. She pulled off her t-shirt and let the water cascade over her bare breasts. She received the same thunderous response as her niece.The final woman in the group saw the writing on the wall, and she also bared her breasts for the crowd. Several of the other seven.