He reckons that you saved him from the river and err well he saw you naked and stuff like that. We think he's telling us shit" Ken" said Laura softly ...What do you remember" Ken blushed and said " Well lady, I must have been dreaming if you don't remember anything" "I didn't say I didn't remember" said Laura, "I just asked what you remembered". Kenny started "Well I was freezin' and lying over next to you there and you got me a drink and came and sat next to me in bed" "Show me Kenny" said. And I'd see lots of sexy undies on her washing line, or waiting to be ironed. Occasionally some discarded stockings on the bed, or torn pantyhose from a recent hot date. She was about 5 feet 3 inches and very cuddly, and just a little bit older than my Mum. I used to love watching her working at the sink, or her climbing the stairs. I used to imagine what she looked like in just her undies and I'd go home and masturbate, thinking about Auntie Val all the time. I'd got into the habit of going. "Blame it on my upbringing," Marie said. She pulled on a faded denim miniskirt and smoothed it down. "It's the way I was brought up. A girl always wears a skirt or dress—no exceptions, even if it's freezing outside—it's part of being a lady. Pants are for boys. I heard that from my mother, my aunts, my grandmothers, my sisters, my teachers, everyone." She waved her hand, taking in relatives she hadn't mentioned. "I even heard it from my Dad. All of us girls in the family did. I must have heard. I should add at this stage that when drunk i do tend to shed inhibitions as well as clothes.any way i convinced john to stay instead of wasting valuable drinking time looking for a B&B as i told him the too guys were probably pensioners here for the bowling comp.So we paid the lady for the night and were shown to our room.It wasn't bad a fairly big room with a double bed and two singles on either side as she said so i thought to myself no nookie tonight for Ann but fuck it i was still going to.