It was a favorite little game she liked to play when she had to kill time. It had come to her over twenty years before while in Air Force basic traini...g and she had to spent a lot of time waiting in line. She'd pick someone around her and weave a sexual fantasy around them. It was a practice that had really paid off since she'd started writing erotica.Glancing up at Dolores, Cathy concluded she'd be hard pressed to come up with a fantasy for the PTA Vice-president. It wasn't that she was an. I felt Emma rubbing against me, my wife slipping her nighty up. I felt her hips rubbing against me, but instead of feeling her panties, I felt her tiny bald pussy lips rubbing on my cock. I moaned slightly as her copious pussy juices began coating my cock. I looked over at my wife, "I can't do this...I can't take her virginity."Emma rocked her hips and then slid up a little to whisper in my ear, "please Daddy. I want you to be the one. I love you, I trust you, I know you will make it. We met several times after that. He was really handsome and very athletic.I also liked the mall men's room. At first it was like Davisons, a good place to go after you met someone, but eventually it became cruisey. No one seemed to go there for reason other than to cruise. The management took the stall doors off, but that didn't have any impact. I remember being in the first stall once, and this stanky guy being in the other stall, and I was not interested in him, but I didn't want to. 'Glad you realise it's an honour I'm bestowing on you, ' she laughed.Whilst she was grinning I took the opportunity to look her over again. The most striking part was her long mane of flaming red hair, but the pale beauty was unquestionable. The combination elicited a sudden primeval desire that I found more than a little disturbing.When she came toward me, holding her face angled up for a welcoming kiss on the cheek I realised another of her features; she was tiny, especially compared to my 6'.