We both gasped loudly as my hand slipped between her legs, closing over the lovely soft, smooth and incredibly tight crotch of her navy blue cotton sc...hool uniform knickers."Beside myself with delight, I moved my hand between her legs, the feel of the soft smooth navy blue cotton of her schoolgirl knickers driving me wild then, very softly, I asked, "Are you nice and tingly down there between your legs, May?"Looking directly at me and smiling sweetly, she replied, No, Bill, not exactly tingly. On a few occasions her jacket gapped open exposing a breast for all to see. Most of the people didn’t seem to even notice that my wife was walking exposed in public, a few people definitely didn’t notice, but they just carried on as if it was nothing unusual.When we got to the bar we sat at a table in front of the big glass window that looked out onto the busy street. I went to the bar and ordered two beers. Anne had her back to the bar so the staff couldn’t see what she was doing, and neither. At least, she could walk like a normal person now and she let the elderly man avail himself of her bosom and even opened her mouth for him to stick his semi-hard ancient staff inside to stir up her saliva and add some juice of his own with old-man watery cream that slid down her throat like diluted syrup on pancakes in the morning.It was an easy payment and she had no regrets because her silver was more important to her than her oral virginity lost so long ago that she scarce remembered how.All. 1-5, b. 6-10, c. 11-15, d. more than 15?"Debbie took a while to respond. She looked to be mentally calculating. She finally wrote her answer and hid it. My first thought was to say a. 1-5 but since she took a while to answer, I changed it to b. Debbie agreed with me but Randy insisted on c. 11-15.She turned over the paper and she'd written down d. We said in unison, "You're bluffing!"Debbie, who was feeling no pain, having consumed three margaritas and now on to wine, blurted out, "I can give.