So there they now were, enjoying a stroll through the market crowd…on a collision course with none other than Charly Meeren. Neither party spotted t...e other, as caught up in the wonderful market and their enchanting wares and people as they were, and neither party spotted the scruffy man in a green army jacket and dark green woolen cap pulled down low over his head as if that could make him invisible. Gems had heard that Charly was back in town, and after being worried sick that she’d taken off. " What do you mean by that?" Well, for starters, how about teasing some of these young lads we have running around here?" Margery! God, no! I could never do something like that! How would that look, with me being a married woman?" Jesus, Terri! It's not like I'm telling you to fuck one of them. Why do you think I like coming here? We could just as well've sunned at my house. It's because I love catching these young muscular lads almost drooling at the mouth when they're eyeballing me. I mean, I. I can imagine spending so much time getting to know your plump body, pinching folds, biting pale flesh, starting at your chubby feet, up to your thick thighs, fat pussy, round belly, big flabby tits, pink nipples, soft neck and tasty lips. I imagine you standing in front of me, naked, exposed, heavy, your sexy feet stuffed into high heels, all your weight on your aching feet, stretching the delicate leather straps. You sit down on your bed and I am kneeling down, at your feet, gently kissing. Oh no the shame of it! She could see his bare balls. She was waiting for him. She was going to speak to him. The urge to run was overwhelming, but with an effort of will he kept on going. He had been ordered to show his balls to anyone and everyone and he was going to have to do it. He walked up to her. She had a big smile on her face and to his enormous relief he saw it was Maddie’s friend Sandy.“Hello Big Boy”, she said, “out for a stroll?He walked as steadily up the stairs as he could.