But for the life of me I couldn’t help wondering what she was wearing under the short, blue denim mini skirt and yellow, baggy sweater. It was obvio...us that she wasn’t wearing tights for her legs, still with the last of the tan she’d had got when we had a family hoIiday in Egypt, were bare. They looked wonderful and I yearned to run my hand up them and find out. I knew from the constant ogling I did that she often didn’t bother with a bra, but the wool of the sweater was too thick for her. Then I went to the lobby, curious if the cabbie happened to be idling for his next fare. Without a word, the cabbie maneuvered quickly through traffic, down a side street and into a small alley way. He then got out of the car, opened the back door at my feet, pulled his dick out and started jerking off. I took my pants off and pulled my shirt up. Cabbie, rather than climbing in, grabbed my ankles and pulled my pussy to the edge of the seat. Still standing with the door open, he moves. I threaded a couple through the saber tooth curved fangs and then tied a necklace knot. [Google: tying a leather necklace knot and you can see one] Then I could slide the knots back and forth to adjust it to size. I showed Olnafot how to tie one for his lady and he tied the next one for her and kept the one I tied for him.We worked for about 2 hours and it was nearing supper time when we quit. After supper while all the loved ones were on TV, Olnafot publicly proposed to Judinar and gave her. Amy, Danielle, Carlos, Jasmine, Nicky...Jasmine? Why the fuck is she here? Jasmine would be one of my exes from a few years back and not one I get-on well with today. This better not be some plan to try putting us back together... I'll deal with it later.The music coming from the house was a bit loud, but over it I could already hear hooting and hollering through the industrial beats.Part Three: A Chance EncounterSince everyone seems to be inside or around back, I start to walk up the curved.