.. you know, they have this town in France where everyone is naked ... That would just be too fun” she said, in love with the idea of clothing optio...al freedom. “Though, even I know enough about marketing that marketing a lack of something is not very profitable!” She said, laughing, imagining a commercial where they said “Hey ... don’t buy our clothes, go naked instead!” Silly of course, and not what he meant, but she had a weird sense of humor today.Turning to face him as she finished her. Slowly letting one hand slide down her stomach to her throbbing clit, her fingers parted her pussy lips. The tips off her fingers dragging up her hot slit to her clit. When the tips of her fingers touched her clit her legs buckled, forcing her to close her thighs tight. The pressure from her thighs clenching closed forced her finger harder on her swollen clit. The knot in her stomach broke free as she twisted hard on her nipple. Sending the first wave crashing through her body. ‘Oh,. "It's no more than they deserved," her rescuer said unemotionally.For a moment, Ashley wondered how he could be so cold, then realized that having been in the army, the young man had probably seen death on a scale as to make what just happened here seem insignificant."Thank you," Ashley managed to say, holding down the bile she felt in her throat.The soldier merely shrugged and nodded an acknowledgment. Then he said. "They were either scouts or stragglers so I doubt they'll be missed for a. I had been unfaithful on a trip to London (see my story on first time 4 reasons). Christine had become bored with life looking after c***dren and took an evening job at the local night club in Wythenshawe Manchester, i wasn’t too happy with this but I wanted her to be happy and feel more fulfilled.she had to ware a short black waitress skirt and white blouse they provided for her. She took to wearing stockings instead of her usual tights saying they were cooler! . She was disappearing soon.