"Pick ya spot for the blanket." It's about time you cut the holly back around that apple tree," she chided, walking up to within a couple of yards of ...t. "How about there at the bottom of the bank?" she suggested, indicating the slight rise in the ground which led up to the low wall that separated our patch from the fields behind."Suits me" I said, unrolling the mylar then laying it flat between us before placing the blanket on top - the mylar would keep the blanket dry and also protect us from. It was one thing indeed to make love with one man, especially when that duty was shared with her lover. It was another thing altogether to be fucked by a whole series of strange men with no one else to share the burden. It was only with great restraint that Ivory held back her tears while Chief Cave Lion sat beside her, although her silence made clear how much the news shocked her. But when the chief departed, the tears and sobs she'd suppressed gushed onto Glade's shoulder."How can this be?. They both suddenly realized that after all these years they werecommunicating with each other about their sexual needs and desires, andlistening to each other. That week Gail greeted her husband to asexual interlude when he returned from work...twice. She couldn't waituntil Friday, so they did it on Wednesday and again on Friday. Theytried the new positions that they learned the previous meeting, and itwas even better doing it with your spouse than with a stranger. For herpart, Gail seemed. I couldn't possibly wear one of those!"I walked over to inspect them, and realised what she meant. There were no short dresses anywhere in the store.It was funny, but I had never thought about it before. We all knew the clichéd cry of the irate father to a daughter 'going out' in a short skirt. "You are NOT leaving this house looking like a collar!" But similarly, you would not be forgiven for dressing your collar up to look like a lady. Just as fixed as the unwritten rule for ladies to hide.