For the rest of the week, Linda walked to and from the beach in her tiny see through bikini. She would try to keep it wet as much as possible and even...go out of her way to walk by a group of men. She was so turned on by her adventures at being an exhibitionist that her pussy was constantly wet and we had sex at least twice a day. On the trip home, she dressed in a skirt and tee shirt and would flash any trucker that we passed on the expressway. We got almost home when her flashing stopped and I. Think about driving down yourself in my car and I'll train in to meet you, or fly and cab or what. Anyway you want to do it. Call me. I love you!" Joe voice boomed over the little speaker."Shit, I knew something would happen." She said aloud before thinking to herself."As much as I would LOVE to drive down," she thought, "Once I get in Manhattan I might freak and if I got mark on Joe's little car, he would freak. The Mustang is too big to fit in Joseph's space. Maybe I'll just take the train. " I know, but it's a dangerous night to be on the roads anyway. We can have a quiet evening at home," I said. It was still somewhat unbelievable to me that I could casually chat with this man about my plans for his (soon to be) 16-year-old daughter."Okay," he said. "Let me check with Jen and then we'll get Riley the ticket." Actually, Jim," I interrupted. "I'd like to buy the plane ticket for Riley, if that's OK. As my present to her."Jim was quiet again for a moment or two. "That would be. With an uncontrolled mess on top of her head, she got out of bed and walked on wobbly, sleepy legs into the toilet. There was the sound of her pee hitting water and a flush, then a long pause before she walked out of the toilet with nicely brushed hair.“I’m sorry! I didn’t know that there was only one blanket,” I apologized.She croaked, “OK. Back to bed?”“No.”She stood naked before me and stretched. She was beautiful in the extreme. I did a quick inventory of her body and found that not a.