I have to say I felt a little out of place, my shorts were too tight for me and my cock was a clear shape down the right leg, Jayne as I said was show...ng off her nipples to the front and her breasts to the side, but not showing if you get my meaning, the result was people kept looking at us, some pointed, some made a few made comments.A quick stop before we got to the shop for me was at Ann Summers which I was surprised at, we went upstairs and started to look at the items. Her mother picked a. She slowly unbuttoned the pyjama top and let one side fall away. Her right breast was exposed, looking pale and succulent in the moonlight that streamed in between the curtains. As Jason looked closer, he could see the nipple was taught, almost straining, with a small drop of white milk dangling from the end.Jason wanted to touch it, he wanted to suck it, but he couldn’t move. After what seemed like a lifetime, his mother brought her eyes up to meet his. As she looked deep into his eyes, she. He looked past them where he could to try to glimpse what may bemoving within. His ears sharpened at each sound that could indicateanything approaching him. The day's heat waxed and waned. Light faded totwilight and then darkness. He already planned to wait until whateverguards there were had been wearied by the uninterrupted monotony.Then he would scout the west wall as much as he could and gather evenmore information before he would make his attempt. He recognized thestructures he had seen. He was in his late twenties or early thirties, tall and ruggedly handsome. He say the items on the counter top. I scanned the items and looked at the register.“Twenty-one thirty three,” I said.He fished in his billfold looking for a credit card.“Can you hang on a minute?” he inquired, “I think I left my card in the car.”He darted out the door and towards his car.He stepped back into the store and handed me his credit card. I glanced at his left hand for a ring. No ring. Yes!I slid his credit.