She’s walking around topless and no one is saying anything about it.”Mike looked over at the young couple for a few seconds. The woman was very at...ractive.Pursing his lips, he said, “I’ve heard that a lot of young women are doing that. I even ran into an older woman in the grocery store who removed her shirt and left the store topless. They are thumbing their noses at the Islamic radicals.”“I’m not sure what I think about that. In a way I understand it. We really came close to losing the war. I copped a heap of abuse from my next pickup even though I tried to offload to another driver. So I dug my heels in.’ ‘I don’t blame you, I would have done the same thing myself.’ We were nearing our destination and I stopped the car and opened the door for her, she got out and as I handed her into the back of the car her hand rested lightly on mine. It sent a tingle right up my arm, this was an amazing young woman, so beautiful but so down to earth. There weren’t any limos at the red carpet so. I mean, I know I crossed the line by even allowing the conversation to happen. She sat quietly for a long time, and I was content enough to let it lie. When she finally spoke, the pain in her voice wrung my heart. "You've met my boyfriend, right? Things are rough between us lately. He fell off a scaffold at work this summer and he has nerve damage. He is scheduled for surgery in March. Right now, he can't get fully hard, and there is a chance the surgery will make things worse." I've met the. She weighed 110 pounds and had wavy red hair coming down to her shoulders. She unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her 34b breasts, pink nipples standing at attention. She dropped the shirt to the floor, then she pushed down her white pleated mini skirt. Mistress Cathy never let her wear panties, so her shaved pussy was immediately on view. Across her bare mons in black block letters was the word 'SLAVE'. It was written with a permanent marker, and each day Kelly Anne would redraw the word,.