The only light came from moonlight streaming through the windows. The bathroom light was still on, though. He he heard Heidi’s soft footsteps. ‘No...w,’ his wife said softly, ‘Now you can open your eyes.’ Tim did, and excitement surged through him. Heidi had on a black silk nightgown. Triangular straps ran from her breasts up over her shoulders and the floor-length skirt was cut three-quarters of the way up her leg. Tim thought she looked spectacular and got hard instantly! ‘Do you like it?’ Heidi. There was a gang of chavs who fought against the rich and they were feared. A chav was a teenager who wore a hooded top track suite trousers called trackies training shoes called trainers and no under ware, they were lawless roamed in gangs and people avoided them if they could even the police stayed clear of them, it was only poor people who liked them. 12 year old Cindy a girl from a very rich family was walking home from the shops with her best friend Sally also 12 from a rich family as. Connie sat next to me, depositing her bags on the floor by her legs, which still looked good, I noticed. “We were best friends once, a long time ago ... And, like you, I miss your Mary.”I started at the mention of my late wife. Even after five years the void she left was manifest. I never knew that my wife was acquainted with my childhood sweetheart. I met and married Mary in a different town and, although we moved back to my hometown shortly after, Mary and Connie would have revolved in quite. If I had to be this man's slut, I guess it might as well be in a part of town where the sort of wanton behavior that would no doubt be required of me was more appropriate.Just as I was beginning to wonder if he even had a destination in mind, he pulled into the parking lot beside a squalid little bar. We got out of the car and he pushed me ahead of him to the door. We went in and I was instantly made aware once more of how much of me was showing. There were a dozen men in the bar, and every one.