A slight quiver coursed its way through her body with unexpected excitement. Conscious of the fabric of her skirt rising higher and higher, Vera wonde...ed if it was sufficient for the old codger to see other things. Safely tucked away in her purse, she had dared herself to remove the willow-wisp panties before leaving her car. How much was she revealing to this elderly cowboy? Worse yet, how much was he imagining? Amazed at her new self, Vera's normally prudish nature felt strangely unashamed at. I moved up on his bed to lie on his pillows and ordered, as I patted the bed, "Come join me on the bed." He did, never once making eye contact with me. He sat at the end of his bed and took my right foot in his hands and began massaging me. My legs were parted more than yesterday and if he looked up he would get a very clear look of my black panties...which after only a few seconds he did. He quickly looked away flustered. Over the next couple of minutes, he continued to take quick peeks. It seemed really strange to me that the foster guardians would want to get rid of them so fast because on the surface they looked like perfect examples of the kind of defenseless teenage female the foster wardens loved as inmates because they could work as “hostesses” for male visitors in a donating mood.I understood right away when I saw them viciously beat up a passive sixteen year old boy with an interest in reading and not in girls. I remember him crying and feeling sorry for him because. ..a lot. As a matter of fact, I must have it. We can have fun together, I know it."He squeezed lightly again....."Laura I'd much rather have a real relationship and datingbut I'd be a fool not to grab at this chance. You are definitely the most beautiful and unusual woman I've ever seen. Now, how do we go about this?"She picked up his right hand and brought it to her face and kissed his palm lightly. The smell of his palm was highly erotic, yet she couldn't identify the combination of scents.