Life finally beat me Breeton, before all this happened I was trying so hard to be pretty for you, I was trying so hard to be a woman you could want an... you did maybe it was just once but I've lived all these years telling myself that you for a moment wanted and loved me. No, please let me finish. Suddenly I was back in my own world, I couldn't stand the idea of you seeing me like this, just the idea of being dressed like a small child, having to be helped with every need, it was to much. Something that Christy had been wanting to do herself, but that I had emphatically said "no" to until she turned eighteen and could afford to pay for it. So far, she hadn't. She also wore faded well-worn cut-off Levis that I eventually noticed had a large hole in the rear, revealing a small tight patch of skin where one of her ass-cheeks sat winking at me when she walked by.I'd purchased an inexpensive bottle of wine to go with dinner, and though both girls were over eighteen, I found myself. .done." Looking up at her our eyes locked and I just knew that my pussy was soaking my panties. She looked down at my lips and leaned in kissing my lips; I stared wide-eyed at her before melting into her kiss. We kissed passionately, and she muttered, "I missed you." She moved and began kissing my neck and my chest, lifting my tank top up and kissing me on my breasts. Her tongue circled my nipple before she finally sucked it between her lips. As she sucked on my nipple she fondled my other. .." "I said no underwear," he said, a sort of quiet authority in his voice. "Well I thought you meant no bra. I've not got a bra on." "I can see that. But no underwear, means no underwear. I'm not pleased at having to repeat myself. Take them off." "Now?" "Of course now." His hands were still between my legs and stroking me through my knickers. "Oh. Well okay." I wriggled in the seat to slip the offending scanties down my thighs. They ended up tangled around the ridiculous wedge sandal on one.