I arrived at her house wearing a shortish skirt and a silk blouse. Alexa laughed and said I should try some of her clothes. She gave me a dress to try...on. I say a dress, but this was barely that. It was black lycra, extremely tight and the top barely covered my tits. The lower half was also slashed to the waist. She then insisted I wear a pair of her shoes with 6" heels and no tights. I was petrified but she laughed and said the club was private so no problem, and I would not regret it. We. The commute was short but I had the pleasure of being near her and rubbing against her shoulder.Often when there were sharp turnings, I would voluntarily fall on her so that I somehow touch her. I was surprised to know that she didn’t mind anything.All that I could think of was, ” maybe she liked the 5’10 well-built body of mine”.In no time we reached the destination and she was gone only leaving me in tatters thinking of her and yearning for a bad fuck.That evening when I went home, I just. Selby," she said quietly, picking her words with care. "But it's wrong, this war, this killing." She paused, gathered her thoughts and looked at the unsmiling men. "I am aware, well, I am sure, evil things were done, are still being done on both sides. But, sir, those who are against him have their reasons."She looked from man to man again and saw only anger as she thought of Billy's lost arm. "Good men, friends of mine, have fought for independency, fought and died, been wounded." She took a. One day I got a call from June "I need to get a pot down from the top of a cupboard but i'm alone and am afraid I will fall, would you come round?" Would I come round of course I would. I was round right a flash. June was wearing a low cut see through top that showed the cleavage off perfectly. She was wearing a red bra. A white tennis skirt and hold-up stockings completed the vision that greeted me at the front door.June led me into the kitchen and pointed out the cupboard that had the pot on.