But he is ! He is naked in an alleyway near his mother's place in New Haven. The alcove near the fireplace is like a small alley doorway. In the dim l...ght he has a grip on the hair of a light skinned brunette with smallish breasts and a small tuft of black under her belly button. He is lifting her skirt up as she fights to keep it down, with the other hand he has pulled down her back zipper, her bra strap and pulled her panties till they have ripped in his hands, as he chuckles, pleased with. The intoxicating aroma did nothing to soften his erection. He had gone back to reading when Colleen returned with the third outfit. This time Sean dropped the book on to his cock immediately. He turned and sat on the side of the bed. Colleen's outfit was a white, semi-sheer Merry Widow and panty with stockings and white fuck-me pumps. It reminded him of Tim Curry's outfit in 'Rocky Horror Picture Show' but with skimpier panties. Sean got rid of the book before it did any more damage. Colleen's. Well after i left the job, we kept in touch, and a year or so later i decided it would be about time tat i learned to drive. Steph offered to give me some lessons. So most nights she would pick me up and take me for a drive in the country, nothing untoward ever happened until one night......We had parked up in a car park by a small cove. It was always deserted. we got out and walked for a bit along the beach and we got to talking and she admitted that she had always fancied me but never saw me. We probably didn't set any land speed records, but we made it to the truck, I unlocked the door on my side, and shoved her into the truck onto the passenger side. Crying, frantic, embarrassed, and yet happy she had escaped, she leaned over and pecked me on the cheek, said gracias, then started getting dressed. We made it to the highway, I looked at her and asked if she wanted to go to the police. She shook her head no and began to shake in terror. "Not, legal," she said bluntly. Somewhere, I.