She never cursed or held a grudge against anyone. She had no tattoos and piercings because she is a sophisticated lady. She had a British accent and l...ves to listen to soft rock music. She was not a tomboy, and you could tell because she always wore makeup and short skirts with black leather-high-heels and fishnet stockings that barely reached her thighs. She would also wear fishnet stockings on her arms too. Her fingernails and toe nails were black. She is a white woman with class and she is. We spent two hours there getting the full treatment. For me it had been months since I had the full treatment.Once home I set up the laptop and the video camera in the large living room. Then I linked it to the wide screen TV. I played with the camera position until I got what I thought would be a good view where everyone could be seen. I was being watched like a hawk while I set things up. I was surprised that no one asked what I was doing.Wendy stopped to pick up flowers on her way from the. Gifts for the menfolk were more challenging until her boyfriend, when she asked him what he wanted for Christmas, told her, “All I want is your wonderful pussy.”She wasn’t sure how to take that since he already got as much of it as they could arrange for. But that was an inspiration. She was pretty good looking and at family gatherings got hit on a lot by cousins and uncles and such. She got some more notepaper and wrote out another bunch of little gift certificates wording them carefully.. It was an incredible sight to behold the butterfly wings of Mrs Hallam’s scarlet, glistening quim. It would be one of the most enduring moments in my memory, something which always put me in favour of a glorious, sexy older woman.When she revealed herself, knickers at her knees, fists on her hips, expression belligerent but also showing a hint of self-doubt behind her eyes, I gasped because it was 1983 and it wasn’t so common for a lady to shave off her thatch.“I thought that would get your.