I had always been interested in cars and motorcycles and had done a few jobs on my dad's car in the past.My best friend Joe had already started work a...nd my then girlfriend Sally was working at her dad's shop during the daytime so I was at a loose end for the most part.One sunny afternoon I had been into the nearest large town to buy a pair of work boots for my new job and was standing at the bus stop waiting to catch the bus back home when a yellow car pulled up next to me. It was my best. He cares nothing for the plastic Barbie cover girl lookso popular in the media. He secretly believes those women are stamped out on an assembly line somewhere in Iowa, and shipped off to California and New York to lead shallow empty lives. He prefers a woman who has lived and loved and has the body to prove it.His hands move back from her belly and slide up her sides, achingly slow. She feels goose bumps rise on her arms. He reaches the sides of her breasts and begins the slow trip back down to. She wanted to try, partly to satisfy Mason's desire to see it and partly to satisfy the urges that snuck into her mind over the years, but not with someone she didn't find visually appealing. Even if she did find someone attractive and willing, she worried that whoever it was would try to become more than just friends. Obviously she was talking about sex with another woman, but she didn't want to let her and Mason's fantasy effect their relationship. She was his, and he was hers, she had no. With a tug, Daium's skirt and panties fell to the floor, the weight of her suspenders and belt creating a nice 'thump' sound. Hands slid up her hips, through the black and grey fur, as she lifted her feet and kicked the unneeded clothing away. She thought the coming hands would head up towards her breasts. Her nipples were aching in anticipation, breasts already feeling the touch they knew was coming. The movement stopped at her waist, though, fingers gripping where her hips began to swell..