On those occasions I would go out and lock the gate from my side. Then I would take as many pictures as I could of her on the ground. Of course I woul... lift her blouse or unbutton it and expose her tits too. I would search her pockets for her identification and photograph that too. I liked to know who they were and where they lived. Usually I put her back together and opened the gate again so that her friends could come back and retrieve her later.Some of the older women got a little different. I sat drinking all of my problems away. The rum and cokes were strong that night. I sat thinking about my life and wondering if life could actually be enjoyed. See, I was always that person who thought living a mild manner, do goody, life was the correct choice. But then why was I here drinking my life away? Something was missing. I was lonely at the time, no one to drink with, no one to call, no one to talk too. The bartender saw the pain I was in, and bought me a drink. She was tall,. Stepping back I could see that the robe was falling open and your full, firm breasts were becoming more visible. Taking a chance I looked you straight in the eyes as I gave the tie on the robe one, firm, pull. You smiled. I then stepped forward and slowly opened the robe. You let me take in the full view of your body and then you stepped up to me Running your long nails through the hair over my chest and down my stomach you pulled my t shirt out of my jeans and up over my head.. Or at least I was hoping it would be a good surprise. After she got home I told her I needed her upstairs after groceries got put away, which gave us time to undress and find out if this was a bad idea or not. As soon as we heard her coming up the stairs that was all we needed to get us both hard as rocks. She opened the door and seen two raging hard ons and us smiling and at first she appears to be embarrassed, but a moment later she had such a grin on her face I could tell she was ready to.