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She turned, to face the sun and breeze. The gap in her material blew open, her bottom…her beautiful shapely bottom that I have spanked so many times glimpsed through, as if to say ‘don’t forget about me!’

As if I could?

She stepped to the side, and took her knickers off. “I don’t need these do I?”

She began to sing in a child like way, not a song, just one line. Almost like a children’s nursery rhyme. It was almost spooky, the music had stopped coming from the station, the heat of the day was rising and the breeze fell. Remember the classic haunted house films, when you can hear a child singing a simple melody?

“I’ve got no knickers onnnn…….I’ve got no Knickers onnn….I’ve got”

“Shall I take everything off now?” She asked.

‘Not just yet Charlotte, but soon.

The photo I wanted was in my mind, and she would be naked. I knew that just a little wait now would make her fly when I said ‘go’….’strip naked and dance your best!’ I watched her delicious torment.

“Ooooooh, please let meeeee Mr.Jones!” She begged.

She loves to walk naked in the sun, and a chance to dance naked in it. was a dream. She could hardly wait….I raised my hand to signal the music, my favourite aria…..absolutely beautiful….the cd was by ‘All Angels’ the music was by Mozart….my favourite piece of music, sometimes I blast it out as I drive, at others I play it quietly with my ear phones on….but on this day it drifted to us through the trees.

Mozart: Canzonetta Sull’ aria ….sang by All Angels…..try it :0)

…https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iec7ZulOgEE

More to come…

Asa