. well let’s say wouldn’t be shocked or offended.” She gave a faint smile. “I...I wouldn’t be offended,” she told him. “I mean, I...”... “I think I know what you are trying to say,” he interrupted. “Even though you are, shall we say, young and inexperienced, it probably wouldn’t shock you.” She smiled again and nodded. “Truth is,” he said.” I would probably be more embarrassed dictating explicit content for you to work on than you would be typing it.” “I would still like to give it a go,” she. She was naked. She was holding her nightgown bunched up in her hands. She stood there for a few minutes, testing the neighborhood. Her driveway light was off, but the front porch light was on, casting just enough light for me to see her smooth naked skin. She was gorgeous and I had the perfect view. She looked left and right several times and then eased her way forward. I guessed that her target was the mailbox at the end of the driveway. She dropped the nightgown in the grass, took a deep. She swung at the glass and the two cops started laughing. “SHELLY! HEY! ENOUGH!” Claudia shouted at her. “It’s a cop car…doors don’t open from the inside and the windows are probably reinforced glass. We ain’t getting out unless they let us out, right?” and she looked out through the grill at the two cops. Shelly was crying slightly…mostly silent tears. Claudia made up her mind she was getting out of the car and getting to her husband and daughter one way or the other. And if that meant. So if thats what you want, strip, buddy. Gail giggled, Mike laughed. Mike left his clothes in the workshop when we went back to the house. Steve was there, standing in the doorway with his briefcase in hand, staring at Elizabeths ass hanging over the island in my kitchen. David? was all he could muster. I nodded, motioning him to a stool. Gail hurried and poured coffee for Steve and I, and went to kneel by the door. I shook my head and pointed at the chairs. She sat carefully, giggling softly.