"Do you like the clothes? Do they fit?" Jack asked, still looking me up and down. "Oh yes I love them! Thank you so much! I could never afford to buy ...anything. If you want some money..." I began before Jack waved me quiet. "I get to see you dressed up!" He smiled broadly at me. "Let me see you again." He gestured to the open floor in front of him. I stood carefully and did a careful little spin in front of him. I was attempting to be as feminine and delicate as possible while Jack reclined on. ..and 'cuz he eats the pink taco every chance he gets."That brings a chuckle from me."An' over here is Griz. We call him that 'cuz of the beard...like Grizzly Adams, ya know?" Gotcha," I answer."That your wife?" Hoser asks."Yes, she is. Yvonne, is her name." She seems to be getting awful 'friendly' with that guy, bud." He's her Uncle," I say."Jesus Christ!" Taco exclaims. "They look more like they're gonna fuck than go to a family reunion."I laugh out loud. "Taco, they ARE gonna fuck," I say.. They used to look very attractive and may be every young man would love to touch them. One day I was caught in the train among a strong crowd all young and old. I was surrounded with young boys all pressing against every part of my body. I was totally helpless as one hand slowly started fondling my boobs. The hand was pressing my left boob and catching the nipple in his fingures.My nipple has become stiff. I could suddenly find another hand on my other boob. This hand was also fondling my boob. He moved them down slowly. I swallowed as the waistband cleared the swell of my hips, and any resistance to exposing my pussy to the open air evaporated. I heard him take in a deep breath, as if to smell my scent. I could tell I was very wet and he could likely sense it as well. It is true. He said in awe as he marveled at my neatly trimmed red pubic hair. He continued to take my shorts and panties down and I felt the warm metal of my car, on my now bare backside. When they were at my feet he.