Taut suspenders tugging at shiny stocking-tops with each step. Silkyknickers caressing the cheeks of my bottom. And gently encasing andsupporting my c...ck and balls. And of course that feeling ofvulnerability. No trousers. just a flimsy skirt concealing my stocking-tops and hairless bare thighs. Not to mention the tell-tale bulge in mypretty pink knickers. Fortunately it was not a windy day.We met up with some of the others I had seen the day before. They smiledand seemed to look approvingly at. .. I had an appointment with Mr. Brown.”“What kind of appointment?” Jayne asked, thinking that this was becoming stranger still, her tone reflecting her confusion. “Was he going to represent you on some legal matter? Perhaps I can help in his place.”“It was more personal than legal,” Jocelyn said after a bit of hesitation, the smile returning to her face.That confused Jayne even more. From the way she’d referred to the senior partner, she was certain Jocelyn had never actually met the fifty-two. She said, “Will you please take me somewhere?” So we went to the lake. We were sitting in the dark at a table talking, when suddenly the peace and silence were shattered by the nasty sound of a fast-moving car full of drunken Townies ripping through the picnic area, yelling, spinning tires, hanging out of the windows, cursing and throwing bottles! If they found us, these wild animals that despised “rich, smart assed spoiled college kids from the city,” would as a minimum, beat the shit out of. The work side would have been enough because I know how you’ll miss me. But letting me be with Chris is the icing on the cake. Thanks, honey. Love you always, and missing you always, even if I am having fun. All my love, Jill xxxx’I almost shed a tear as I read Jill’s heartfelt words. Somehow the fact that she didn’t hide from me how much she’d enjoy the trip made her words all the more real and special. As I read her words a second time, it was almost as if she was in the room with me.I was.