’ ‘1. Garter belt, stockings, and high heels. Without a doubt, the sexiest thing a woman can wear. The garters and stockings frame the ass cheeks...and pussy like a frame around a beautiful picture. It enhances the beauty, and focuses the eyes directly on the target. Heels change a woman’s posture as she stands, causing the ass to stick out provocatively, and the breasts to push forward. There is nothing in the world as sexy as a good looking woman dressed in a black garter belt, black back. Lottë had a plastic bag she was carrying from which she produced a birthday cake and stuck a single candle in it. She lit it."We don't want to give your real age away. Second childhood perhaps." She skipped laughing out of reach."You wait, my girl," growled Robin. "I'll get you for this."Lottë sucked in her cheeks and widened her eyes. "Ooh, I'm so-o frightened." Well you might be."They both collapsed with laughter.Over tea Lottë asked him old he actually was."Forty-five." You're younger than. After Sally, I sort of lost confidence in women. Hey, maybe that's why I still laid Sally now and again. I knew she was a cheating slut, so I wasn't likely to be disappointed again.But then Jane came into the picture. I met Jane at the office; to be precise we were stuck in a lift together — in the dark - during a power failure. We sat there in the dark and talked about our lives, having no real idea what each other looked like whilst we chatted. (Boy did I get a surprise when the lights came. " Candi says giggling, pulling a face at me. "Like one,two three... err... four, five, two, threes...."I swallow and my eyes go wide, partly because the fate of my ass is inher giggling hands, but mostly because the number cane strikes have goneup.The supervisor looks at me and smiles, "A nice round ten is alright withyou isn't it Angel?" She ruffles Candi's hair, "I think you're lookingforward to this almost as much as me..."I freeze, wanting to shake my head, but deciding against it. Very.