”“Why did you ask?”“I have an idea. Do you trust me?”“Completely.”“Good,” I said, dropping her hand so we could continue our walk ba...k to the dorm.February 11, 1983, McKinley, Ohio“You’re early!” Milena said when I walked into the music room on Thursday. “Let’s sing!”“I actually wanted to talk to you about something.”“Now? Mom’s going to ask you to come to dinner so we can review your tape. We listened to it a couple of times this week.”“We?”“Just my mom and me. She didn’t think you’d. Unfortunately, even if I'm willing to allow myself to be compelled to dress like a slut, Rob will never put up with this. Even if I could somehow keep the sex from him, he won't stand for me going out in public with my nipples showing and my pussy exposed with every step I take. He won't be able to live with the idea that he's driving me to work every morning and all of the people he works with will know what his wife looks like naked. And they will. To see me in these clothes is to see me as. My mom did gave me a journal, she told me it’s good to write down your thoughts if you have no one to talk to. So I’ll give it a try. Dad gave me a new ping pong paddle, I wonder why? Haha.We then went to my grandparent’s house, they are Aaron’s parents. Grampa has a big farm behind our farm that my dad farms for him. There are woods between our houses, with a stream going through the woods and a small pond, in the summer I love to skinny dip in it.My mom’s parents live in a small town near. I relaxed back into the seat as he gently rubbed his hand up and down my thigh ,pausing just before he reached my now soaking pussy,he unbuttoned my blouse to reveal my breasts in all their glory as he pulled the outside my bra and started to kiss and nibble them,i love that feeling of tingling as they are gently bit and kissed.After a few minutes of pussy stroking and heavy breathing he moved onto his knees in front of me and started to lick his way along my thighs up to my pussy,he lifted me.