You see something on a mannequin and you think it'll look the same on me. It never does." Just try it on," I insisted. "Please?"I made an exaggerated ...sad puppy" face. She never could resist that expression. Rolling her eyes like a petulant teenager, she stepped into the bathroom and shut the door behind her. Frankly, I was a little surprised she agreed to do it. The extra glass of wine I poured for her at dinner may have influenced her decision. Moments later she emerged wearing the outfit I. Wish females in the 1960s would have been brave Enough to wear them then. Doubt my wife would have as she was too shy to even wear a normal two piece bikini unless we were on a remote beach which Wasn,t often. Never dreamed I see one in the Flesh to to speak of till quite recently I was visiting my daughter Christina and family. Apparently she was planning a family holiday abroad and told me her young daughters would be looked after so she and her hubby would be able to have time to themselves. The men on either side of her turned to look at me and I broke eye contact with her to ask Christian whether he knew her. But I never got the question out, for I turned to find he was making his way over to one of the unoccupied corners with his friend and motioning for me to follow. As every chair and sofa was taken, we settled on one of the Oriental carpets. The brunette spread out on his back and casually rested his head in Christian’s lap. Christian gave me a warm smile as he lazily ran his. After recording the last set of data, we walked back to the truck, Ginger put the notebook on the seat, and then bent over in front of me and told me to take her then and there. I peeled out of my clothes and took her from behind and enjoyed it just being the two of us out in the middle of the desert. I loved taking her from behind and leaning to the side just enough to watch her breasts sway to our love making. Ginger enjoyed making love outdoors also as she came in a matter of a minute. .