"The train ride to Stockholm was uneventful and Ann could see very little of the countryside because of the dark. What she could see seemed to be very... clean and the buildings looked to be old but well cared for. The train went underground when they got into Stockholm and they pulled into the central station."It's a short subway ride to the Grand Hotel Ms. Simmons," John laughed, "Are you up to it?"He grabbed her suitcase before she answered and started toward the subway. Ann had to hurry to. The next weekend we had to stay home because our weekend desk clerk had a family emergency, but the following weekend Dawn went bra-less with another low cut blouse and she did not wear any panties. She didn't tell me this and I only found out about it when we hit the dance floor.In a lot of country/western dances, especially western swing, the skirts tend to flare out and up as the woman spins and twirls and during our first western swing dance I got to see Dawn's naked beaver. I have no idea. "Jesus she thought, that's the position the cops use for a body search. Certainly he wasn't going to search her, not out here on the street and without a female officer present to do the search. Even this dip shit wouldn't be that dumb. "Certainly officer." She walked to the back of the Jag and leaned over, her hands high up on the trunk, her breasts pressing into the car as she spread her legs apart, her body well lit by his headlights. When his hands touched her ankle she jerked, "You really. There was one guy who looked at just the top range of what she was interested in. She was about 23 or 24 at the time, and he looked like he was 35 in the picture. They agreed to meet and he suggested a relatively fancy restaurant that was way more expensive than she could ever afford, so she was looking forward to it.When they met, she immediately realized that the pic he used was way out of date and he was much older than 35. She figured he was easily in his mid-50s. However, he seemed.