. I loved the idea. I slowly removed my button up blouse and then the skirt which was knee length and also buttoned up the front. The bra went and I j...st sat there enjoying the way he looked at my bare breasts. Was this me? Anyone driving by could see my bare breasts as well as Pop could. I shivered and learned I really was an exhibitionist. Then I shed the panties. Now I really felt naughty sitting there buck naked.I loved it but got a little afraid and put my blouse back on. Pop stopped me. He looked elite and shabby at the same time as if no one is there to care for him. I enquired if anyone else is at home. He told me that he is the only one at home. Instead of being disappointed by it, I actually felt happy and opportunistic. If it was any other insurance agent, he would have given his card and decided to come another time. Because the possibility of selling a policy is nil when the house head is not at home. But I felt opportunistic because the possibility of indulging in some. We hear each other clearly, without the interference of rhetoric that confuses the soul. Hands barely touching, fingers tracing the outline of the wrist moving gracefully to the inner cove that lies between the thumb and the forefinger. Ascending gradually into your palm, tracing your life line to the heart. No words,just foam on toes, the voice of the sea and the ballet of daystars against the sun soaked horizon. Moments so perfect that for once you just want time to stop so you can breathe a. But today, he definitely deserved some very special treatmentfor all his thoughtful and wonderful gifts.He set the food on a little table and went and got me a nice comfy campchair, set it up for me and sat me down in it like we were sitting at thebest table in a fine restaurant. I smiled, filled with my newly discoveredwomanly confidence and let him wait on me."Would you like a burger or a dog?" "Oh," I replied, "I think I'mdefinitely in the mood for a weiner! One with everything, please!"He.