It was fabric, with a sticky note stuck to it confirming my suspicions. ‘Tilly,’ myself and Karen’s mother overhead her on the phone telling so...eone everything about last night. I figured you would come back for your clothes so left you this – rather than appearing home looking like a slut, you can at least be a respectable girl. Mum. I couldn’t work out the tone – was she angry? I looked at the clothes she had left me, a high waisted blue skirt and a white Disney tee with a picture of Alice. Hope you're not too tired and can take care of me right quick Glenda responded. Sure no doubt, I messaged back. In the days after our first sexual encounter Glenda had made things a bit clearer, she was not interested in dating or a mate per say at the moment, all she was interested in me for was a quick orgasm. No strings, no nonsense, just a quick romp. I told her that I could handle that with ease. I told her how much I loved a mature woman and the very thought of her was a turn on. So. So you're not gonna tell me." I could," he replied, sighing. "But if I did, the only person you'd want to talk sense into is me."I cocked my head at him, and he shrugged."I think Seth's waiting for you," he said, nodding in the direction, and I glanced over my shoulder. He certainly was waiting, still in the booth and watching Luke and me intently, even with Meg talking his ear off. I sent him a small wave and then looked at Luke again. "Are you okay if we take off a little early?" I asked, and. I later started looking for more daring glimpses of pussy in clothing and shoe stores peeping the gap in the curtains outside the row of changing partitionstits ass pantie clad pussies old young it didnt seem to matter it was the game the excitment of doing it seeing things i wasnt supposed to.One day my peeping life changed.i had noticed this man around the 40ish mark doing more or less the same as me andi knew then that i was not alone in my fetish although he was more daring than i had been.