Karen had just come home on her bike, wearingshorts and a white halter-top. I was always had a bit of a crush on thepretty, lanky sixteen year old. A ...liver of Karen's lace-trimmed rosecolored panties showed above her shorts and I remembered they had been thefirst pair of girls' panties I had ever worn, and happened to be the ones Iwas the most fond of. My heart sunk. Karen would be leaving to go back toher parents about the time frankie came home, and that made me wonder whatFrankie and I. After he finished his dinner he came round behind me and made sure the collar was on right and then he placed a padlock on it. He then attached the lead to it and told me to stand up. He then said that we are going shopping. So off we went to centre of London to Soho area where we went into a sex shop. He picked out a CB6000 and told me to ask the young lady behind the till if it was ok to put on in the shop where everyone can see. She then told me that I had to beg to the manager which she. "But you really cant wear a dress for a massage."Jen sighed and went into the bathroom. She pulled off her summer frock and looked at herself in the mirror. At 41, she still had a hot body and aside from the tiny swell of fat around her stomach, she could put a lot of much younger women to shame. Jen wrapped a towel around her black lacy bra and white lace panties and then looked at herself again in the mirror. She wasn't quite sure why she was doing this but she was. She kept telling herself. ’ Then I came. ***** They weren’t at breakfast the next morning. I thought to go to their cabin, to look in on them, but decided it would just compound their embarrassment, and anyway I didn’t know what I’d say. That I was sorry I’d seen them kiss and caress each other? They were, both of them, successful in their careers, and they must be tough-minded. They would live it down. But I couldn’t keep my mind on anything else. I wanted to see them and didn’t want to. I asked casually if anyone had.