" Ok, then," he said, sitting up.Shanika climbed out of the bed and found the sweat pants and tee shirt where they'd fallen onto the floor. She put th...m on as Ernie went back to the bathroom to fetch his pants from where he'd left them.She went out into the living room to find him already dressed and waiting for her."See if you can fit into my daughter's sandals there in the closet," he instructed her.The black woman slipped into the slightly too small sandals and followed the older white man. I swam for awhile and had gotten out of the pool sunbathing when a couple other people came into the pool area. One of the people that came in was a guy looked to be mid 20's and a little overweight (chub) and he sat at the chair 2 over from me. I was laying there with my sun glasses on looking around watching him and the other people in the pool. He got out of the pool and came over and laid down on the chair a couple over from me and started talking to another guy. I over heard that he. What was it precisely! She had bought me a true, original, real-world “normal”short skirt. Yes I know this is booooring, but for me, it reallymeant something. Finally I am done with makeshiftskirts made out of old nighties or old throwaways. Ihave always wanted to wet myself for real, wearing areal woman’s skirt. And this time, I even knew for surethat the skirt had already been warn and found suitableby a girl, so I couldn’t go wrong…So when everybody was away, I. I slowly place my thumbs in the waistband of my panties and push them down to the floor. I love being bent over like this, exposed to the world. I can feel my pussy already getting wet. When I stand up I look at myself in the reflection of the living room window. My blonde hair is starting to stick to my body as the rain is blown under the canopy of the porch. I love how my body looks in the window. Many people have told me how nice my body is and I secretly agree with them. I want to touch.