I mean when's the last time a guy asked us out?Peggy: Right1 it amazing, I mean we're decent looking, have nice tits... Kathy: You have gorgeous tits ...eggy.Peggy: Thanks, you're so sweet. And yours aren't bad either. I heard Doris Delaney saying she wished she had your tits the other day.Kathy: Did she? What else did she say?Peggy: Nothing, she saw me and stopped talking until I passed them by.Kathy: Hold on, another calls coming in. Don't hang up now.Peggy: I won't.Kathy: Hello?"Elliott: Hi. I loved it when you spoke to me like that, making me instantly wet. Wriggling out of your grip I walked down the corridor beckoning for you to follow. I know that you’d love the view of my arse in this tight skirt as I kept just out of your grip. Entering the yard I put my finger to my lip making a ssshhhh sound and stepped behind the open door. You followed eagerly and I pulled you into the space. We were secluded in our own little triangle against the corner fencing. “I want you” I whispered. I wondered what itwould be like to dress like that.I did not feel as much like an intruder in the women's changing room asI did as a little boy and I think only stared briefly at one of thewomen who had the sort of body other women would kill for. I learntthat she is a Pilates instructor in another studio. Otherwise I had anattitude of I am among my fellow women getting changed, it's not like Ihave not seen another woman naked before.I put our valuables into a locker and left our bags on a. I waited for her, watched for that teen sex machine to come out of the store. I didn’t have to wait long. She sauntered from the store and strutted down the side of the street. A dark pixy, a young, sweet berry who thought, no she knew, she was too good for the likes of me.I followed behind her ready to pounce. Ebony skin, a darker shade of night than the moonless sky gave this dreary, distressed, poverty laden neighborhood. The whites of her eyes, the silvery t-shirt, pure white cutoffs, and.