A wide belt cinched the sweater at Lisa’s waist, making her breasts – already impressive thanks to the bulk of the sweater – appear gargantuan. ...Tight jeans contoured her legs, and hiking boots completed the outfit. Her hair fell in ringlets all about her face and cascaded over her shoulders. She didn’t go to the salon just for this visit, did she?Then I recalled the pattern of women being drawn to me. Lisa didn’t hit on to me back at the tree nursery, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t affected by. I reached beneath your skirt....To my surprise, YOU DIDN'T HAVE ANY PANTIES ON!!!!!!I was TOTALLY shocked and surprised!!!!Then you said, "Dealing with YOU, I NEVER know what to expect, so I ALWAYS come prepared!!! Because, I know you VERY, VERY well!!!"I just laughed and said, "You do. You DEFINITELY DO."So, I reached under your skirt and started rubbing your clit.Your clit is SUCH a beautiful thing!!!As I rubbed your clit and slid my fingers into your pussy, you closed your eyes, layed back. When he turned back, Verity had stepped all the way into the gazebo. She gestured at a stone bench. “Will you sit with me?”Nick sat on the bench. “Is this the whole garden? It sounded a lot more impressive when Zola described it to me.”“This is only one of four quadrants. Maddie and I explored yesterday. It’s all quite lovely.” As she spoke, Verity laid the towel she’d brought with her across Nick’s lap then sat crosswise on it, wrapping one arm around the back of his neck to balance. “Have you. Are youprepared to do so, to be indoors by nightfall every day, to continue towear your own lingerie and not to engage with any young girlssexually?"I could see the conflict in Martin's eyes. He was being given a chanceto begin to gain his freedom back. Two of the conditions were easy tomeet, but for someone such as him to admit he was happy to continue towear lingerie must have hurt. He could, however, see the way out."Yes mother." Yes mother, what?" Yes mother, I am happy to meet your.