She looked at me with a faint air of impertinence but I just stood there blocking the doorway and running my eyes down her body. She wore a metal st...dded leather collar, several necklaces of metal beads and a beautiful embroidered black leather bodice with elaborate lacing down both sides. Below that, a brief skirt of red tartan and netted stockings – discreetly torn in a couple of places. These led my eye to a pair of heavy black and incredibly shiny boots adorned with many chrome straps.. We quite often flirted but never took things farther. As I went to get my wallet, I saw that I had left the candle and the lube in full view! I was sure she noticed this but didn’t say anything. I gave her the money I owed and dropped a fiver as I put the notes in her hand. She bent over to pick it up and I was treated to the sight of her delectable arse as it came into view. My god! The little minx wasn’t wearing any panties. The lips of her minge were showing between her chubby thighs and I’m. .. I was lucky enough to live only 25 miles from the gay capitol of Britain and working near by as well gave me lots of opportunities to check out the scene and to see what's happening in the bars, clubs, beaches, toilets, and alleyways without being on the scene myself, I sometimes drove my car there on week nights and take a nice walk along the coastal paths and sit myself on the beach near the two piers, I would just sit there and watch all the gay activity going on under the pier, I worked. "Nancy looked at the playpen a little uncomfortable. "Can't I read toher on the couch, mom? I really don't want to get in a playpen." Are you sassing me young lady?" she shot back in an angry tone."No mom," Nancy replied dejectedly."Call me mommy, dear. It's more appropriate for your age." Yes...mommy." Good girl. Now get in there and read that book to your sister. Oh, andmake sure she snuggles up next to you. You'll look cute doing so."Nancy sat down in the playpen and placed my head against.