Mark listened and then he asked me if I had made a decision on letting him shave me and maybe he could do what Bob wouldn’t or couldn’t do for me....I told him: “No Mark I hadn’t decided yet.”Then he asked if I would like to park on the way home again like we did yesterday. I told him yes. We talked about my thong and I said that I was going to wear one for him today. He said: “Let me see Bonnie.”I asked Mark to pull the car over to some place we could talk for a few minutes. When he did I said:. I gulped down every drop and then again slid my tongue under the foreskin for the last drops. When I stood, he smiled in full understanding and then he led me out of the cornfield to the grassy area. He had no sooner disappeared into the darkness before another guy appeared from it. Instead of walking toward him, I sat at the bench and lit a cigarette. That was what led him in my direction, so I found out. “Had you not lit that, I’d not have seen you here. Could I get one from you?” He asked. He flexed his entire body with the purpose of literally driving her into the seat. She broke and let out a long scream that was even louder in the confines of the car. After a moment of this she begged him to let her breathe.He slid most of the way out of her and lifted his body off of her, but he didn’t back away completely. “How flexible are you,” he asked as he lightly ran his fingers up and down her thighs.“Reasonably so,” she responded, beginning to squirm. “That tickles,” she shrieked. A warm summer breeze warmed the air and the fragrances of springtime filled my nostrils. It was another day in paradise I thought as I zoned out on my little stroll towards the back of the office building. As I came around the corner of the building I noticed you, a total stranger, sunning yourself on the stairs a short distance away. Damn, I thought to myself, admiring your boldness. Your dress straps were off the shoulders and you had hiked your dress up to the panty line ...only problem.