”As I looked at our collection of garter belts, I added “You can go with black for the classic naughty look, or white for innocence, or a variety ...f pale pastels or bright “fuck me” colors for effect. Let’s start you with this black garter belt with a matching bra and panties…”Ronnie accepted the set that I selected and handed to her. “The trick is to put your panties on last, overtop of the garters. It makes for going to the bathroom, or having quick sex much easier!” Again she giggled. She’d looked to right and left but there was no one to see, no way for anyone to see—it really was pri­vate. And the feel of the hot sun on her skin after the rain in England- deli­cious! ‘It’s lovely,’ she’d said and kissed him. She had the photos. Jerry had been snapping left, right and centre through­out the holiday. It was a good record and she’d been able to show her Mum nearly all the photos and given her a good impression of the holiday and how beautiful the island and its beaches had. Ken sat back in his chair coffee in hand, revelling in his wife`s humiliation and the joy it was causing this terminally ill friend.The bra soon fell to the now shaking hand of Fred freeing her breasts which Ken always said were ‘not huge but handsome.’Her nipples, brown and stiff now from the attention of this outsider, whose gaze was one of deep concentration as he bent to remove her panties but the motion was too much, his body racked with a deep cough he sank back into the armchair,. "Why?" Because if you put on any sun block in the first place, it's gone and you're frying," I related. "Let's go inside and cool off for a while." Oh." He glanced at his shoulders. "Okay, I guess." We went inside and I turned on the TV and we kicked back with a couple of sodas. Michael was in Hawg Heaven; he was swimming, and when he wasn't, it was cool and there was TV. I didn't mind -- if he wanted to live here, that meant his mama was going to have to show up occasionally. I spent some time.