I'm wearing a tight white sleeveless top, which clings to my body. It's low cut; not too low, but enough to leave unmistakable cleavage. An equally ti...ght pencil skirt falls to just above the knees, accentuating my wide hips. My hair, which is dark brown, verging on black, cascades down my shoulders to the mid point of my back. My hope is that the tight skirt, combined with the tight shirt, will lead the night to places where more than just chit chat occurred. We sit at our own table. We. Hopefully she’s smart enough to use protection, Kristen mused. One invading thought nagged at her the entire time around the family dinner table, however. She spent minutes at a time gazing down into her plate thinking about that juicy, thick, unbelievably massive horsecock that was penned up across the yard from her. She sat there at the table and hoped that her parents couldn’t read minds; if they had, they would see Kristen’s imagination dominated by images of their daughter getting filled. "There is a bar about one block away that has strippers at night. They don't have any dancers during the lunch hour at the moment, but they would not be totally freaked by a nude girl. The food is reasonable. What do you say? My treat!"She held him tightly as she thought about it. Walk on the city streets during noon rush hour. Go to a strip club. Eat lunch naked. She shivered. She felt frightened, but was also tremendously excited. Her nipples, which had sunk back earlier, popped out again. He hadn’t asked me to do so in months. Knowing him, it means something good… or bad is coming. Like usual, my mind asked a billion questions. Is he going to leave me? Is he going to say we can’t see each other anymore? Is he moving in with Lexi? Did he tell someone that he and I slept together? Is he going away? Fear took over me again.It wasn’t a fear of him. It was the kind of fear that I feel when something that is unknown is about to happen. The ice cold tension in my chest builds upon.