" I want you to take me." What? I couldn't. What if someone saw us?" No one knows us down there and they wouldn't want to be seen either. We'll wear h...ts or something to hide our faces." You really are getting scandalous." Consider it me rebelling against my parents." We spent the rest of the day talking. And the next day too. I couldn't be anywhere else if Marybeth was allowed to be outside with me. Friday she was going to be allowed to go out away from the stoop. Of course we planned. "Are we in agreement?" She asked. "Or do you want to just keep it all a fantasy?" May I think about it overnight?" I asked."No! I need to know right now! By tomorrow I may change my mind." She said.The room seemed to be in a whirl. I looked at her. "It is now or never!" She said. I looked at the list, my cock was hard in my pants. I took the pen, looked up at her and signed it, sliding it back across the table to her. "Is this turning you on as much as me?" I asked.Looking at me, she lowered. ‘Christ!’ remarked Tom, ‘They look nice clothed but the look fabulous naked’. Debs just smiled , her hand went to her waist in search of the clasp for her skirt. In one deft movement the clasp was undone and her skirt fell to the floor. She stood naked, except for her shoes, hands on hips looking at Tom. ‘You like?’ she enquired. ‘bloody right I do’ he replied. He began to stand but Debs stepped forward and pushed him back down into the sofa. ‘Not yet..’ she teased ‘ just watch’ Tom. No, leave that on. Abby tugged her shirt out from her skirt waistband, and slowly unbuttoned it. She slipped the cotton blouse off her shoulders and onto the sawdust-covered floor. The young mom stood before the men in her bra, her sash still in place. You know, Greg? I dont think Girl Scouts wear that kind of bra, either, said Marc, grinning broadly. Jesus, Jesus, Jesus! Abby squealed to herself. Heart pounding, the young blonde reached behind herself and unhooked her bra. She slipped the.