While I drank it Mark came up behind me and put his arms around me, fondling my boobs through the grimy T-shirt I was wearing. “Wanna have some fun...” he whispered in my ear. I put down the glass and reached for his chin. “Sure, why not, the kids aren’t around.” He swung me around and lifted me up and then carried me to the living room where he dropped me on the couch. He began to pull down his shorts and I did the same. His tanned body was strong for a man over fifty and I was proud of my. However, as you go several streets back, their charms have somewhat faded in the passing of the years if you know what I meanSo there I was, wandering around looking, and wondering how I'd look in some of their outfits, when I saw a tallish Soth American looking girl. She had gorgeous long briwn hair and hazel eyes. She was just wearing a white bikini and whit per high heeled sandals. She looked at me, smiled and beckoned my over. As I walked towards the door I noticed a bulge in her bikini. Humiliationfrom thinking you were seen is just as bad as actually being seen, butsafer. He had been brought out to experience public humiliation dressedas a woman and Cindy was making sure he was not disappointed, andenjoying herself at the same time. He was literally pushed to the edge onhis first trip out. Cindy would never reveal to him that nobody hadactually seen him doing those things at the car. He didn't need to knowas far as she was concerned.When they got home Cindy pulled into the. Since the girls were still upstairs I couch-potatoed in the lounge in front of the TV. After a while all three girls came down."Do you want the lounge?" I asked, not wanting to share. "I can watch this in my room." No, we'd like to ask a favour," said Michelle, apparently the spokesperson for the group.I was sure that whatever it was, I wasn't going to like it. So I silently stared at Michelle, waiting for the reveal."Could you cut off a lock of my hair?" she asked, holding a pair of scissors.