And there'd be much less paperwork, too!" My attempt at humour was wasted."Have you spoken to him about this?" She frowned at me."Of course not! I wou...ldn't dream of doing so without speaking to you first. Look, have a think about it Clare, and if you are in favour, I'll talk to him."We resumed our conversation later that night when we were already in bed."I've thought about what you said this afternoon, Tom."My heart rate suddenly increased. "Go on." Well, if we do choose to go down this route,. ” She thought she noticed some glistening moisture there but had removed her glasses for this energetic task. She took her position and swished the cane through empty air twice, to renew her affinity with the rod’s sinews. She had been an excellent tennis player in her youth, and her arm was still powerful. She had been looking forward to trashing this bare bottom, but it would have to wait. She tapped a line just an inch above the highest existing tramline and brought her Kooboo rattan. A pair of black stockings reaches right to the top of her thighs, almost level with the gusset of her briefs. She hasn’t really got the body to pull this off – no shape to her arse, no tone to her legs or belly, and most notably, nothing to fill out the small cups of her bra.Physically, she’s a 5/10 – about as average as it gets ... With no tits.We cut to a close-up of her as she prepares to give her introduction. She’s wearing a ton of make-up – almost enough to cover up that her features are. She's never met anyone so unconcerned with nakedness. When he returned, he set the drinks down and pulled her up next to him. Holding her against him, he felt the heat from the sun and her body against his chilled skin and leaned down to kiss her.He was still dripping wet, but Nancy didn't seem to mind. Her eyes closed as their lips met and her lips parted to meet his tongue. They stood like that for a minute, kissing and holding one another tightly. She felt his hands caressing and kneading.