Having no more than the shell of the car between herself and her admirers was a completely new kettle of fish. These were, after all, men who wrote in...sometimes graphic detail about how turned on they were by my wife, and what they’d like to do to her. As turned on as I was by the idea, part of me was having second thoughts, but why? For twenty-five years I’d been turned on, knowing other men fantasized about my wife, that they ejaculated thinking of her. Was this so very different? The car. When they left the shop, Doctor Shirley carried the small shopping bag. Inside, there were three string, micro-bikinis, three miniskirts and four mini-tops with spaghetti straps. Doctor Shirley did buy Juli one small bikini panty that was nothing but strings with a tiny triangle patch that would barely cover her pussy.“I was only kidding,” Juli said as she laughed and skipped to the waiting taxi, her short skirt flipping up to flash her naked butt.As soon as the taxi driver stopped at the gated. He was a nasty piece of work then, and he hasn't improved over the years. You know the Drug Squad have eyes on him?"I didn't, but wasn't too bothered, as I hoped Miriam and my mother had taken notice of what I said about not letting him visit."Isn't he over in Spain?" I asked."He was, but came back to the Smoke about four months ago. He's got a gaff in Plumstead." How do you know all this, Andy? Is he Public Enemy Number One?" Nah, he's just a minor obnoxious scrote that I came across a few. Shayad unko samajh mein aa gaya tha ke mujhe unke nipple feel hue hai. Par Imran ne bola, “Are kya kar raha hai yaar? Khali males jo family ke hai woh hi females ko hug karte hai. Aise koi bhi hug nahi kar sakta.”Maine sorry bola aunty ko. Par surprisingly aunty ne bola Imran ko ke usko pata nahi hoga na jane do. Aur meri taraf dekh ke smile di. Aur hum sab andar sofe pe baith gaye hall mein. Mujhe lag raha tha ke aunty pat jayegi. So hum chaaro dost baithe the sofe pe.Aunty woh shirkurma leke.