Sophie was mad on horses and much of her time was spent at the stables or attending equestrian events. Next came teacher-training college, followed ...y a job and before she knew it Sophie was thirty-eight years old and had not got around to meeting anyone she wanted to settle down with. Sophie would dress conservatively but with style. Being petite she would get away with wearing pinafores, fitted skirts and tight sweaters. She would never wear jeans but had a few pairs of trousers, which. ” She stated determinedly.“Okay, so we’re clear?” “All I want you wearing is smallest skirt and top and highest heels…. Nothing else…. Okay?”“What’s the dare?” she asked.“Are we clear?” “Yes!” She practically yelled it, like an irritated teenager.“Okay, so we’re clear?” “I want you wearing nothing more than smallest skirt and top and highest heels…” She was looking annoyed by now, “…and if you get it wrong then you give me a blow job.”“Whaaaat?” “Am not sucking your cock.” She looked kinda. I heard a door open behide me so i ran to my room it was my youngest uncle he was 25 and he was the nicest to me. when i sleep ever since i was i liltle girl i slept in a night gown that came up to my knees and no panties or a bra. i was sleeping on my stomch when he came in. the sheets i didnt get to pull up were on the floor . he came in and i heard the door close i didnt dare open my eyes even though my face was facing away from the door. jasmine i hread him wisper. jasmine i didnt answer or. Still recollect her laugh. Never saw my wife or chile agin. That was more'n forty years ago."From the east came a distant crackling and a louder popping, like sap wood in a log fire, and they stopped on the shadeless road to listen in the dry oven of mid-day heat. Silence. It had been a short fight if that's what the sounds were about. Now a few katy-dids and crickets tuned up; otherwise the world baked quietly. Some sort of hawk circled high above, coasting on the rising air. Seth wished they.