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Batman and Robin

20 Mar

Batman and Robin.

After dropping Eddy off Rod, declaring himself famished, suggested that we should stop off at the Wimpy for something to eat.

“Yea come on Tom, I’m feeling hungry too.” I said.

I was nicely snuggled up to Rod and Tom just looked at us in his rear view mirror. He flashed me a smile, you know the type of smile, one of those smiles that says – ‘Hmmm, though not quite what I had in mind it will fit in with what I really want to do’. –

“That’s a good idea.” He said and headed into town.

At the first road junction Tom, with a big evil grin turned toward me “you wanna get your kit off Joy; Rod will help.”

“What! I have just got dressed.”

“That was for Eddies benefit Joy and also to prove a point.”

“Oh, and what point would that be, Tom?”

“That you’re not always naked in the car; that you don’t always travel like that.”

“OH!”

“But now, well, now this is for our benefit. So come on Joy.”

“Let’s get something to eat first,” Said Rod. “Then she won’t have to get dressed again will she?”

“Good point Rod I never thought of that. We know just the place to park too, don’t we Joy?”

Oh no! I knew exactly where he meant. And sure enough he parked in the little car park just round the corner from the Wimpy where we had parked the previous Sunday.

The Wimpy was practically empty apart from a few lads that they knew but there were none of their regular mates in, or, come to that anyone that I knew. So I chose to sit at a table away from the door in a corner. After a while these lads joined us and started chatting about this and that, as if I wasn’t there, as lads do.

Suddenly Rodney said to Tom
“Yes she will! You said his mum and dad might be there.”

What!

Startled, I almost panicked, sitting there wide eyed. What was he going to say next? These lads we were with were not involved and certainly, as far as I knew no one outside of our playmates group was not even remotely aware of our activities. (Forgetting, of course, that before I started going with Tom, Anne and I had become quite well known locally as easy feels and that they were most probably aware of that reputation. Thinking about it now, I may very well have let one or more of them cop a feel. But then again, if I didn’t recognize any of them they probably didn’t recognize me out of context, that is, not at a tin mish or dance.)

I looked at Tom, he seemed just as taken aback.

“Eh? Oh, oh, yes I see, yes, hmmm, you’re quit right. Well when we’ve finished she will just have to put it all back on again on the way there won’t she?”
Then looking at me…
“You’ll manage that won’t you Joy?”

Aghast at this interchange I looked round, then sighed with relieve as no one seemed to have picked up on this.
“Tom.” I whispered in his ear. “No, I’ve got stockings on and I don’t want them ruined.”

“You could remove them in the toilets here.” He semi whispered back.

“Can’t we go somewhere else, Tom, you know my dad and uncles use that club and you did agree that we would not use any of the town car parks for our bit of fun.”

“It’ll be alright Joy; it was alright last week wasn’t it? Besides, nobody is going there as the club is shut now for a few days while it’s being redecorated in time for Christmas.”

I didn’t let on that I already knew that, as I had heard my dad moaning to mother about it being a nuisance having to use the other working men’s club because it was further to walk back home; there was no late bus on a Sunday.

“Come on Joy, be a good girl, off you go.”

Oh well that’s that then I thought. And reluctantly did as I was told.

When I got back they had all gone, even Rod. My expression must have said all as he said that he had given the car keys to Rod for him to start the engine to warm the car and put the covers over the back seat, ready.

When we got to the car, Rod had moved it to the far corner near where we had parked last time so I was a bit happier about things as it was a lot darker and more secluded.
“I thought it would be better over here just in case anyone forgot the clubs closed” said Rod.

“That was good thinking Rod.”
Then turning to me; “Now Joy you had better get your kit off before you get in. Put your clothes on the front seat, you needn’t bag’em, need you?”

I was pleased to see that whilst doing this I would be between the car and the trees and shrubs bordering the unlit footpath. Also with the car door open I realized that just in case my dad or uncles did happen by they wouldn’t be able to see me from the road or the rest of the car park.

I relaxed somewhat and whilst Tom held the door open for me, by the light of the interior light I started to take my clothes off. As I put my neatly folded clothes, item by item on the front seat I could see that Rod, watching from the back seat, was cranking up for action!
Finally, as I was standing naked in the light of the door wearing only a smile and now beginning to feeling the chill Tom decided that now he ought to check that Rod had covered the back seat properly. Rod had to get out too and that’s when I noticed he was only wearing a shirt and was more than ready for my attention!

I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw his ram rod cock start to droop in the chill night air.

I was beginning to feel the chill too so I cuddled up to Rod. I could feel his cock stirring as he pressed up to me. I had to have a feel as I was now quite eager to play with it!

Finally, and not too soon, I was told to get in; I didn’t need told twice as even with Rod trying to keep me warm I was really beginning to feel the cold. Tom shut the door and from inside in the warm I watched them play rock, paper, and scissors to determine who would be first! Rod had gone soft again.

The best of three; Rod won and was quickly beside me, his cock rapidly getting bigger.

Not being first I now knew wouldn’t bother Tom too much as, of choice, whenever there were a few of them he wanted me to entertain, he would often elect to go last or even wait until he had taken me home and we were saying ‘our’ goodbyes at the little car park on the estate where I lived.

Tom got in the front to watch whilst waiting his turn.

I lay back along the seat waiting for Rod to straddle me on his knees so that I could use both hands to play with him. I just loved to see his balls swinging about as I wanked him; feeling them hitting or brushing over various parts of me; just so nice.

Rod had started kissing me; I just so liked to be kissed! I was so engrossed I had, by now, forgotten where we were and as I now really liked it when I was being worked on by two and had two cocks to play with I was beginning to think that I should suggest that, no, request that Tom should come and join us as there was room enough in this car on the back seat for three to play.

Rod had just now asked Tom to pass over the ‘Morse’ torch. Sod the torch I just wanted more cock action!

“Bollocks!”

Tom made the pair of us jump with that exclamation.

The lights went out and the engine started.

“I’ve just seen Batman and Robin dashing across the top of the car park to the footpath lane end. We had better clear off as they are definitely up to summat.”

Batman and Robin were the nick names of two of our local policemen that always seemed to be called out to investigate if there was a disturbance or anything untoward going on in town. Batman was the local DC and Robin his side kick the station desk sergeant and they would trawl the town for the usual ner’e do wells. So seeing them out and about was a good reason to clear off even if you weren’t on their radar.

Rod was dressed and I had my coat round me as we quickly left the car park from the top exit. As we drove past the footpath/lane end we could see that the dynamic duo were talking to the lads that had been in the Wimpy.

“It’s the lads from the Wimpy” I said “I wonder what that’s all about?”

Tom just said that we had better get dressed. I reminded him that my clothes were on the front seat and that he would have to stop somewhere. Where did he stop??? Of all places the market place!
We were soon on our way though as I was soon, with a little help, dressed, stockings and all.

On our way to Ray’s we started speculating about what may have brought the dynamic duo out of their cave…could have been that lot messing about smoking up the lane was the consensus.

I also observed that; “It was just as well Tom hadn’t passed the torch or joined in. How embarrassing if they had caught us…how would you explain that to my dad, Tom?”

We were still laughing when we arrived at Ray’s.

THE SECRET…why we hadn’t seen our boyfriends all week.

15 Dec

THE SECRET… why we hadn’t seen our boyfriends all week.

I was a little early but much to my surprise Tom was there already, waiting impatiently by the car, door open. “Come on Joy, we are picking Eddy up at Knutsford but Ray wants you to be the first to see what we have been up to all week.”
Well, that took the wind out of my sails. As did the cuddle, the kiss, not to mention the little bunch of flowers.
“Something cropped up Joy that Ray couldn’t refuse so we all waded in to help him out. I’m saying no more, Joy, as it will spoil things for him.”

He held the door open for me and as I got in the first thing I noticed was that there were no mates, just the two of us; no passengers, now that was unusual.
I just sat there, even though my towel was spread over my side of the front bench type seat. I was wondering what they could have possibly been up to that had to involve not only Tom, Dave and Rod but also Brian!

Over the last few months Brian and Anne had drifted off and were seldom involved, as a couple, in anything other than the dances and youth clubs though I still saw Anne at school as well as Guides and church. That’s how I knew that Brian must be involved in whatever it was they were up to.
As Ray lived with his parents I made no attempt to travel in my usual mode thinking that we would be seeing him there; wrong! I was woken from my thoughts by Tom admonishing my lack of action…

“Come on Joy, pay attention. Look where we are.”

We were almost out of town. Whilst I hurriedly got my kit off and stowed in the spare bag I was asking Tom what we were going to be doing.
As I was asking him I thought; that’s a silly question.
He just smiled at me, he thought it was a silly question too,and told me that I would find out soon enough as he pulled off the road into a layby.
“Here?” I asked.
“No, silly, I haven’t seen or felt you all week…”
That was pretty obvious, the bulge in his pants was so enormous I just had to let the beast out for a minute or two, or three, or four. He was soon forgiven.

He didn’t let me wank him off and after an all too short while we were on our way again leaving me eager for more.

“Here we are; this is what it’s been all about.” He had pulled up outside a couple of run down farm cottages on a remote side road a couple of miles or so out of town. It was a large loop caused by road improvements and it seemed right in the middle of nowhere, there was nothing else there apart from a dirt lane that I assumed led to the rear of the buildings; they looked really dilapidated. Tom told me to wait in the car and he went into the smaller of the two.
Shortly after Ray came bounding out. “Come on Joy, come and have a look round. This will be better than Linda’s.” He almost pulled the door off its hinges! “Come on Joy. There really is no need to put any kit on Joy. There’s no need to bother at all as no one lives next door, its empty and there really is no one around for miles, it’s almost perfect, dontcha think?”

Oh what the hell; he had almost pulled me out of the car by now anyway. “Perfect for what, Raymond?” I asked as he led me in.

What he didn’t tell me was that Rod and Garry were inside waiting for me to run in but it wasn’t them that I noticed first.

The front door opened into a hall way and when I ran in the first thing I saw was that electric racing car track (my brother had it; scalectric or something like) looping from the front room into the hall, past the stairs and into the back room, with a couple of mirrors placed, obviously so that from where ever the drivers were they could still see the whole track. I looked into the front room and that’s when I noticed Rod and Garry, big grins on their faces. I just stood there in the door way, them being there was just so unexpected; they had obviously watched me run across to the house and were for the moment no longer interested in the racing cars. Garry, patting the seat next to him on the sofa, invited me to sit next to him.
Standing by the window was Tom, also grinning, “Well, Joy, welcome to Ray’s new abode. This is what we have spent all week sorting out.”

Before I could decide what to do I could hear Ray, who was now behind me, telling me to ignore them as he wanted to show me around his new home.
There wasn’t much to a farm labourer’s cottage, two rooms and a kitchen on the ground floor with a yard and outside loo. Upstairs were three rooms, two bedrooms and a room that had been a bedroom but had at sometime been converted into what was now a dilapidated bathroom, sadly everything was in need of repair and modernising. There was also a flight of steep stairs into an attic room which they had made no attempt to clean; it was in a frightful mess. The rest of the house wasn’t much better but they had had a go at it and to them it was pristine (?). The male attempt at cleaning certainly leaves a lot to be desired.

As he was showing me around, what slowly dawned on me was my situation. I was naked, I was following him around totally naked, yet now, not that aware of it. On reflection this was my first real experience of cmnf. It was quite strange, almost surreal. In the car and at Linda’s when I was naked like this in company there was always a certain tension of sexual expectation, here there was none!

As we entered each room, Raymond was babbling on about his (or was it their)plans for the place, and, when in the down stairs rooms the lads just carried on doing whatever they were doing, ignoring my nakedness and acting as if I were fully clothed. Once I realized that, that there was no sexual expectation from me I relaxed too and very quickly forgot about my nudity.

With a fire on in the front and back room the whole place was quite cosy. Tom and I ended up in the back room chatting with Ray whilst he made a brew. Well, really we were listening whilst he explained how he had got the place and how they had all pulled together to beg borrow or steal to carpet and furnish it. He was telling me that a chap where he worked had inherited the two dwellings and after some persuasion was quite happy to let Ray live in the more habitable cottage for free (!) whilst he renovated the empty one. Sort of like an unpaid security guard as the chap could only work on it when his shifts and family commitments would allow. The only stipulation was that Ray would move out when he wanted to start on this cottage.
Then with an evil smile on his face; “Apart from that, Joy, it takes the pressure off Linda as we can all meet up here now. So on the face of it it’s one of those rare win, win situations. What do you think, all right eh?”

Like I said, it was cosy sitting there snuggled up to Tom. The only thing was that every few minutes a couple of racing cars would come whizzing through. Tom and Ray sometimes shouted a comment but for the most part just ignored them, unless one of the cars flew off the track and they shouted through from the front room for one of us to put it back on the track. I did try but was soon told not to bother.
I couldn’t ignore them, as from where I was sitting, I could see them in one of the mirrors and couldn’t tell if they were looking at me or following the cars; they did often come off the track at the same place.

By now Ray and Tom were deep in discussion about how best to make use of the opportunities that having this place presented for them.

As I was not included in this discussion I joined them in the front room. Garry moved so that I could join him on the small sofa and he showed me how to drive one of the cars. I could now see that I had been in full view and that sitting here I was now in full view of Tom and Ray, they just took no notice.
Rod and Garry were still crashing the cars at the same place. Eventually they decided that the track needed realigned at that place and left me to curl up in front of the fire.
I could hear them mumbling away about doing something or another here but I didn’t take much notice; the flames and embers of a real fire are so mesmerising I disappeared into my own thoughts.

“Joy, Joy wake up. Run a car through please so we can see if it’s all right now.”
As I was about to do as asked Tom came through and told me to never mind that as it was time to go for Eddy. I had forgotten about Eddy.

“Any one wanna come with us?” He asked.
“Na.” Was the joint reply.

Just as we were about to drive off Rod came running out. “Tom, Tom.”
We stopped and Rod dived into the back, “I’ve changed me mind, that ok?”
“You might as well get in the back too Joy, Rod can keep you warm. Don’t forget your towel.”

I snuggled up to Rod and felt for his obviously stiff cock. He just pulled me close so that he could cup my tits, just like Ray does, so that he could feel them jiggling on his palms. And that was it, they chatted as if I wasn’t there!

There was no sign of Eddy so Tom told me to put something on and we would go for a brew while we waited; he was probably there anyway.
Normally whenever we were in one of these places he liked me to flash and he (oft times we) would be scanning around looking for a target but not on this occasion. I was not quite ignored but not completely involved in his conversation with Rod. My ears pricked up at the mention of a party but Tom soon quashed my excitement of that prospect.
“No not one of my parties Joy. Just a house warmer for Ray, that’s all.”

I just switched off, and then went for a look around the shop and that’s where I bumped into Eddy, or rather, he found me.
He came bubbling up, “Joy, Joy, I’m so pleased to see you here; just you and Tom? Have you been waiting long?” Then looking around, “where is Tom, have I time for a drink?”
He looked unkempt. Not really dirty, just the, you know, the sort of been camping unkempt.
“No, Rodney is with us and we have only been here half-n-hour or so. You will find them in the cafe.”

“Oh, Joy, I am really pleased your here too.” He said as he left me to find them.

I knew exactly what he meant by that; he was hoping for a repeat performance on the journey back home.

“Now that’s an idea, Joy.” It was Tom; I was looking at those round sweet lollypops wondering whether to get some for my two youngest siblings. But, before I could even think on the meaning or implications of what he had just said, he continued…”come on Joy, time to go Eddy has decided he won’t have a brew after all. He wants to get on…”

“Oh yea!” I knew what he really meant and so did Tom.

When we got to the car Tom suggested that I might like to travel in the back too.

Rod just smiled but Eddy’s grin was ear to ear. It was obvious that I should sit in between them and getting in I noticed that my towel was draped over the back of the front seats not covering the seat I would be on. I was not to travel naked after all. Eddy would be disappointed.

I just sat back and enjoyed the confusion this caused to Eddy’s expectations as I made no move to disrobe neither did Rod make any attempt to assist me in removing any of my garments. Rod was quite content to sit there and watch my tits jiggle under my top, making no attempt to touch or reveal them. Eddy’s disappointment was so obvious it was amusing to observe the descent into what seemed like a sulk as Tom engaged his attention to talk about his (Eddy) rock climbing trip to the Lakes.

Eddy was to get a consolation prize though.

When we were about half way on our return journey Tom pulled off the road and told me that he had been thinking that as we would be going back to Rays after dropping Eddy off I had better get fully dressed as if I was going home.

“What do you mean?” I asked, a little surprised by this turn of events.

“Well, we aint sure who will be there so better safe than sorry. You had better put your stockings on as well, just in case.”

“Just in case of what Tom?”

“Just in case his parents are there, Joy.”

Oh, I had never thought of that.

The implication of what Tom had just said slowly dawned on Eddy too. In order for me to do that I had to get undressed; it wasn’t long before he and Rod were helping me…

THE BARN…addendum

23 Jun

THE BARN part two…addendum

 

Much to Rays chagrin we were back late but fortunately for Ray when we drew up outside the Wimpy we could see that Sylvia, along with a few others was still there. Rod decided that he would join them too but before they got out, each gave me a kiss on the cheek and a, cheerio, squeeze of my tits. And all this outside the Wimpy! I was now getting so blasé about being naked in the car it had become so normal for me I was now more aware of being clothed in the car than not.

“Come on Joy lets go somewhere quiet, it’ll be nice to be alone for a while. I will stop somewhere for you to get in beside me.”

So much for somewhere quiet and out of sight; within a few yards and in the centre of town he turned left into a side street.

“Here will do Joy, come on be quick before someone comes round the corner.”

I was quick, jolly quick. It was almost as if he wanted me to be captured naked. Or, worse still, captured by some one that knows me and my family, as one of the working men’s club that my dad frequents was only a little further along the road and Tom knew that!

“That was a silly risk, Tom, my dad or any of my uncles could’ve turned that corner…”

“I know Joy, but you were very quick so it would have been unlikely that they would have realized it was you or even that you had no clothes on. Don’t worry about it, I’m sure they wouldn’t have even noticed, as you now know most people don’t and if they did it would have been a blur of someone just getting into a car. It’s just the same as you travelling in the car the way I like you to travel with me; you have relaxed about it now that you have realized that people very seldom notice and if they do they seldom react or believe what they have just seen.

“Hey let’s stop here anyway then afterwards we can pop back to the wimpy for a coffee before I take you home.”

Just a bit further up from where he stopped  there was (and still is) a small off street car park that seldom used at night except when there is something on at the WM club.

 

“Tom, what are you doing? A town car park? You said we would never use the town car parks unless I was dressed. There are cars here, people will see us.”

 

“We will go to the far side under the trees, no one parks over there and no one ever uses the footpath after dark because it’s not lit.”

Well he was right about the footpath, Anne and I had often taken lads there and in the shadows of the trees  let them have a feel.  He had stopped well away from the other parked cars, so, well ok, just this once. I never gave the interior light a passing thought it was so normal for it to be on to the extent that now I only ever noticed when it was off.

It was so nice to be alone with him, for a change, that I was cuddling up to him trying to get his zip undone which was proving a bit difficult as his cock was ram rod stiff; which pleased me immensely.

“You were magnificent today Joy. I am so pleased with you that I want you to wank me all over your tits and I want you to suck on my balls too while you do it. But first let’s get you warmed up with this…”

A coke bottle! Where did that come from? As if I wasn’t used enough already; how do I get out of this? I didn’t. But, it wasn’t as bad as I at first thought it would be.

“I don’t need to be warmed up for you, Tom, least of all by that! Just kiss me that’s all I need, just you to kiss me.” Well, weren’t they the right magic words I thought he had forgotten about the bottle.

To be able to suck on his balls I had to lie on my back and he, for once, removed his trousers and knickers so that he could kneel over me like in a kneeling up 69 position so that he could reach and fiddle with my fanny whilst dangling his balls on my face for me to kiss them. At first his balls were loose and I could kiss and suck on them – they didn’t taste very nice- but the more I played with them and pulled on his cock the tighter his sac got; the tighter his sac got the less his balls swung about the less I could suck on them so I soon gave up on that; not that he seemed to notice as whilst I was doing that I could feel that he was once again trying to get something into me. By the feel of it, it had to be that coke bottle. Thank goodness it was neck end first as it was slipping in quit easily. Oh well, I thought, I hope he aint going to be too rough! As if I haven’t had enough for one day.

As it turned out I needn’t have worried too much as I could feel him slipping it in, gently pushing until I felt it getting tighter as he got to the first bulge on the bottle and that’s as far in as he pushed it, all gentle like. In and out, twisting it around too but never attempting to force it up beyond the point of getting tight.

Then the bottle stopped moving, it was still there but he had let go of it and I could feel that the base had dropped down between my legs and that the bottle top was still inside me, it felt like it was somehow wedged up behind my pubic bone where it stayed for what seemed like ages whilst he shifted off me to rummage in the glove box.

He produced the flash torch they had used earlier on me; “let’s try this again. I just love it when you make it flash.”

His moving around must have dislodged the bottle as I felt it slowly slide out only to be quickly replaced by the torch. “We won’t need this on now” he said reaching up to turn the light off.

These torches with the little button on the side had to go in quite a long way for me to be able to operate the flashing mechanism by flexing my pelvic floor muscles, a bit like trying to stop your wee! Normally I would not have a problem with this but what with our earlier fun, this time I certainly knew it was there; to the point that it soon became so uncomfortable, not quite painful, but not far short of being so. I realized I wasn’t going to be able to keep this thing in for much longer let alone keep on fidgeting to press the flashing button. I think he realized that too as he was having to constantly push it back in and hold it in place. Eventually he shifted slightly so that I was better able to wank him off and very soon there was a prodigious explosion of spunk. His sudden lifting up away from my face as well as this sudden effusion of spunk – the first shot on my lips and chin the rest in squirted ribbons over my chest and tits – took his mind off the torch and, much to my relief, I was able to gently push down on it until it slowly slide out…The perfect end to a perfect day.

Now for that promised Wimpy.

We left the car in the car park and walked to the Wimpy. As it was only a few hundred yards away it seemed silly to drive there just for the sake of it.

That was a mistake.

Within a short distance that dull ache and sensation of pulling in my lower belly became more pronounced and I started to feel swollen, swollen as if something big was still inside me. I was sure there wasn’t but by the time we got to the Wimpy it was so uncomfortable I felt I was walking in a noticeably peculiar manner. It was, or so it seemed to me, like when they had me walking whilst trying to hold partially inserted in my vagina that swivel head torch to illuminate the way.

Perhaps there was nothing outwardly noticeable but it certainly seemed it to me.  Tom never noticed, he was just babbling on about the day’s events and that it was a shame Dave and Linda didn’t show up…”‘Cos with two of you to play with it would’ve been twice the fun! You have enjoyed the day haven’t you Joy?”…

Tom wanted to know if I had really enjoyed the day and if I was happy about what we were doing and if I was really ok about others, from time to time being involved doing things like today too. “Maybe Dave and Linda as well next time Joy, or even Sylvia? Now that’s a thought, Sylvia, how about that?”

The implication of this, at the time, never really registered and I basically dismissed it as I just thought he meant our regular playmates not the possible involvement of others yet unknown. Also, my immediate thought had been that the reference to ‘we’ meant not the ‘ we’, meaning  just us two, but the embracive ‘we’ meaning  had I enjoyed what ‘they’ were doing to me?

What could I say?

I had not, not enjoyed it, that was pretty obvious. But, then again, I was not over enthusiastic about a ‘too soon’ repeat performance which I was certain he was implying with Dave and Linda involved too. Not only that, today, they had all been a bit too enthusiastic, bordering on being too rough with me at times. Though I must say that when I did complain they without question immediately moderated or stopped whatever activity it was that was occasioning me discomfort only continuing if I was ok about them doing so…In reality I was just as enthusiastic about it all as much as they were, as I thought that this was all leading up to and going to be my first fuck!

“Well, today was certainly different Tom.”

“Will you do it again, Joy?”

I knew it, well I thought I knew exactly where this was going and, to be honest, I was quite excited by the prospect; perhaps next time…

 

With that exciting prospect in mind…

“Maybe, Tom, but only if you promise not to use anything like that again; it really was too big for me. I only brought that carrot along as a joke between you and me because it looked like a giants stiff willie! I didn’t expect you to show them two, neither did I expect or even really want you to use it on me like that let alone let others see what else I let you do with me; I was so embarrassed.

So only if you promise, Tom, promise?”

I was really hurting now, every step was a pain; I really hoped it didn’t show.

“Tom! Promise?” He brightly, almost too brightly, promised.

“Alright then Tom, but, not if I don’t want to, promise?”

We were at the Wimpy now. Surprise, surprise Anne and Brian were there sitting with Sylvia, Amanda and Linda. Linda? But where were the boys?

Sylvia told us that no sooner had we dropped them off than Garry had whisked them off again to see the car he has just bought.

Anne was watching me, or so it seemed as I carefully slid in beside her hoping she wouldn’t notice my discomfort.

“You two are late.” She said “I thought we were all meeting up at eight.”

“No, not really, we dropped Ray and Rod just after eight and went to park the car….”

I slowly turned to look at Tom; “I didn’t know that, you didn’t say anything about that, Tom.”

Anne had one of those annoying knowing smiles on her face.

“Brian’s just the same Joy. Any excuse parking up and checking that things are still where he last felt them.”

Everyone cracked up at that…so did I; it was just so true.

BANG!

The door flew open and there they were spilling in.

Dave, who was in first, seeing Brian and Tom, said that they had to come and see what Garry had just got for fifty quid!

As they were all trooping back out the door Rod looked at me and with a big smile on his face said that I would like it too as it had a big front seat.

 

Sylvia looked at me. “You look rather flushed Joy. Not doing too much, are we?”

 

Anne just looked at me with one of those searching quizzical expressions. Then after a brief pause – you know the type of pause that seems to last an embarrassing age – we resumed a mundane conversation of neither nowt nor summat ‘till the boys got back…

 

 

 

 

 

 

Eddy; at last.

28 Feb

Eddy; at last.

 

I was now used to there being passengers in the car when Tom picked me up. It seemed that there was always one or more of his mates wanting a lift somewhere so by now most if not all of his close friends had at some time or other seen me naked, either in the car or at Linda’s. Though, I must add, that at this stage of our relationship Tom had only encouraged me to allow the inclusion of Ray and Dave in the occasional romp though unbeknown to me this was about to change. I was also quite happy and content to acquiesce to his requests regarding my activities at the tin mish and other social events we went to – I have already mentioned these activities; for example the flashing, letting dance partners feel my tits and the cmfn. All of which, I must confess, I found most enjoyable fun.

One of the friends that we often gave a lift to was Eddie. It was the only time that I ever saw him as he never attended the dances or anything like that. He seemed to spend most of his time away on all sorts of adventurous activity or other, things like rock climbing, caving, hill walking; all sorts of adventurous outdoor pursuits. So, to me it seemed we were either taking him to or collecting him from Knutsford motorway services where he was meeting or being dropped off by one of his adventure pals. For some reason my towel was never out when Eddie was in the car; as you can guess this puzzled me so much – never mind the fact that I thought he was rather dishy – that eventually I had to ask Tom why.

“He’s a Rover Scout leader and involved with his local church.” Was Toms reply.

“So? Aren’t you forgetting that Linda, Anne and I are all members of the town’s guides group and active members of our local church too!

It was never mentioned again.

 

Several days after that memorable event with Rodney I was waiting for Tom at the bus stop by the entrance to my estate; it was easier for me to meet him here, even if it was raining, as my father did not really like me going out with Tom and took every opportunity to let it show.

I must have been day dreaming as I was only aware that a big car had pulled in which I took no notice of until he got out. He had changed his car again.

“What do you think?” He asked as he fortunately took the bag that he knew contained my underwear and clean up wipes; he also knew that this bag just may contain any possible toys and to save me any embarrassment (?), would in a crowded car, be best put into the boot out of the way, leaving me with the bag that I would use to put my clothes into if, or when, I undressed.

What did I think?

I never answered for one car was just the same as another to me. Besides, he was always mending someone or other’s car and we often took them out for a test drive to make sure they were fixed. But what had really drawn my attention, though, was the amount of people in it! You see, I would never know if he would want me naked until I got in so whenever I saw there were people in the car I would be all a flutter with butterflies. Even though that by now I was getting quite used to these little surprises.

“You will have to get in the back.” He said opening the door for me.

I could see that Dave and Linda were in the front sitting side by side but I couldn’t really see who was in the back because Ray was reaching out to pull me in!

Side by side?

Ray, pulling me into the car gave me a big kiss, “’lo joy, haven’t seen you for ages. Sit on my lap.”

That’s when I noticed Rod on the far side and Eddy, with a big smile on his face, sitting in the middle.

Side by side?

That’s when I noticed that the front seat was a big seat like the back seat; so that was why Dave and Linda were able to sit side by side.

I knew that Ray and Rod would know that I knew that they knew I would have no bra or knickers on and that they were at the first opportunity going to cop for a feel, but did Eddy?

I could not help but smile, by now I could read Tom almost like a book so I looked for my towel but to my surprise it wasn’t evident; nowhere to be seen!

“No, sit on my lap Joy” shouted Rod pulling me across Eddy. Rod too gave me a big kiss.

Like I said, Ray and Rod knew all too well that I would not be wearing underwear. I wasn’t sure about Eddy but he soon found out. Ray and Rodney had not been slow in taking every opportunity to have a feel and it wasn’t long before Eddy was helping himself too.

In struggling to sit up I couldn’t help but put my hands over their stiffening willies; I tried not to but accidents do happen.

Lynn and Dave were egging them on and laughing at my plight. I eventually managed to sit up and push their hands away and straighten my clothing; I was now sitting on Eddy’s lap. I could see that Tom was smiling as he adjusted the rear view mirror so that he could see me. Tom then told me that we were taking Eddy to Knutsford services where he was being met by one of his climbing pals from down south as they were off to the Lakes to do some rock climbing.

I heard Lynda saying that “You fancied having a go at that didn’t you Joy?”

But before I could answer Tom was asking her to pass me the small blue towel from the glove box and telling me that…

“You will probably not need this Joy but you will need to be quick, look where we are.”

“What!”

I looked out of the window,horror, we were almost at one of the points where, if we were alone I would normally be expected to have my clothes bagged but surely not with Eddy here???

But surely yes!

I could clearly hear Tom saying; “the boys will help.”

The next thing I was pulled back across their laps and Ray was attempting to remove my skirt whilst Rod with both hands down my blouse holding my tits stopping me from trying to sit up was telling Eddy to undo the buttons.

“TOM! TOM!” I shouted “I don’t like this; I’m feeling sick, TOM!”

I was too; not that my plight would influence what he did but I knew the possibility of my being sick in his precious car would.

Ray finally got my skirt off as Tom was telling them to sit me up just in case…

Tossing my skirt onto the back shelf he then started to help get my blouse off which also ended up on the back shelf; whatever happened to my bag?

My squiggling around, because their groping whilst trying to pull me upright was tickling me meant that I ended up wedged between Rod and Eddy, much to their delight. But not Ray’s, I couldn’t help but smile when I saw the expression on Rays face; he was so obviously cheesed as now he could no longer cop a feel!

Dave and Linda were amused at this too. I knew they had been watching which was why I had made a show of it being a bit of a struggle for them to get my kit off. Besides, I was enjoying it as I could feel their cocks getting harder; needless to say I was groping them too.

I eventually sat back and not knowing what I was expected to do – if it had been Ray and Dave I would have had their cocks out by now – but with these two I didn’t know what Tom was expecting of me.

Rod and Eddy seemed quite content just watching my tits jiggling so I just sat there wondering what had brought about the change of events regarding Eddy?

When we turned onto the motorway slip road I pulled myself up to the front seat and asked Lynda if she was going to join in. She said that as much as they would like to Tom was dropping them off at her grandma’s where her mum and dad would be joining them later for tea. Whilst she was telling me this she had one of those knowing smiles on her face. Dave was rummaging in the glove box and she had the coke bottle torch in her hands; “what an interesting torch Tom. Look Dave.”

She was looking at me; she knew, she knew! I could tell by the way she was looking at me she knew and she knew by my expression that I knew she knew!

I’m sure Dave knew too but he just looked at it and tossed it back into the glove box.

Tom just looked at her with a big knowing grin on his face. I was now blushing something rotten, which just confirmed what she was thinking.

What was interesting Dave was the variety of torches and, whilst inspecting them was asking Tom why so many and showing the occasional one to Ray…

Tom didn’t answer, just smiled. They knew, just by their teasing manner, they knew.

 

It seemed like no time and we were at Knutsford services and Tom; surprise, surprise was parking quite close to the busy services entrance and I’m thinking that as Eddy is in the middle he would most likely tell Rod to let Eddy out which would mean either I would have to get out too or Eddy would have to clamber over me!

Having made arrangements with Eddy about his return pick up Tom smiled at me; “time for Eddy to go Joy.” Hmm, I thought he is going to want me to get out. I could see there were quite a lot of people about; he does this deliberately. The possibility of someone catching sight of me naked I could now see was a big turn on for him.

But, no! As Tom got out to get Eddies bag he asked Ray to let Eddy out, much to my surprise, let alone relief.

Eddy gave me a peck on the cheek, “thank you Joy.”

“Oh, you’re welcome Eddy hope you have a good time.”

“Hope to see you in a few days, Joy; you will be with Tom when he picks me up wont you?”

 

When Ray got back in Dave showed him a torch. “You had one of these didn’t you, you still got it?”

Linda gave him a dig, it was the one with the swivel lamp head, and looked at me.

I pretended I hadn’t noticed and ignored them.

Ray turned to me and snuggling up said, “that’s a lot better now Joy.”

It was a lot more comfortable but I still didn’t know how I was expected to be with Rod who had now snuggled up too.

Tom had given no indication at all. In fact he had mostly ignored me, apart from the occasional check in the rear view mirror, and had for the most part been chatting with Linda and Dave.

So although there had been that previous occasion involving Rod I could see that he too was uncertain as to how far he could go with me, like I was as to how far I could let him go!

With their arms round my shoulders a hand each and my long hair covering my tits and the small blue towel over my lap looking like a skirt just in case the people walking by got a little too curious we waited for Tom

The bulge in Rods trousers was enormous, as was Rays!

In the end I gave way to temptation.

“Right, you two next.” Said Tom when he got back in the car. “And you can take that thing off your lap Joy as soon as we leave the car park.”

Hmm, then what I thought.

Ray pushed me upright and to the middle tossing the towel onto the back shelf. “You won’t need that.” He said “not with me or Rodney to hide your modesty.” Whilst he was telling me that he was placing Rods hand on my thatch.

I now knew the answer to my thoughts of then what!

Dave had been leaning over the front seat watching and I could hear him asking Linda…

“Do we have to go to your grans so soon, why can’t we stop for a while?” He was playing with one of those torches again. “Joy has been rather neglected off late and it has been awhile since we have all been together and Rod will be an added bonus for her; can we Lynn, can we?”

Then Tom joined in, “that’s a good idea Dave, what about it Lynn?”

I’m thinking…Humph never mind what I think, as usual, besides it’s too cold to be outside and as big as this car is it would be too crowded to be much fun. But then I never seemed to have much say in these matters.

Linda was emphatic, “no.” she said “we are going to grandmas. I have nothing to clean up with or a change of clothes.”

Then to me, “sorry to disappoint you Joy but you understand what I mean don’t you?”

I certainly did, not that those considerations had ever made any difference to what they expected me to do, I had on many an occasion gone home trying to hide those tell tale stains on my clothes.

 

But Dave wasn’t going to give up that easily. “Well Tom could go to that barn; you know the one I mean near your grans. You can get some tissues or a toilet roll from your grans too; we’ve done it before.”

Linda looked at me and with a sigh of resignation, “are you ok about this Joy?”

At last, my opinion but before I could answer there was general consent; Ray responded with “Sounds good to me.”

Tom said “ok we will wait for an hour or so I’m sure we can occupy our time whilst we wait for you to join us. If you don’t we will see you later in the week at your place Linda, ok?”

Seems like I was going to be the entertainment until they arrived; I was probably going to be any way!

They didn’t turn up.

Amanda 3 our journey continues

1 Feb

 

I was so engrossed in our conversation – as well as thoughts as to what this new toy could be – I hadn’t been taking much notice of our journey so I had no idea of where we were.

“Oh, I had forgotten about this place.” It was Toms sudden comment that made me aware; I hadn’t noticed that we had turned off the motorway or even how far we had travelled since doing so.

He was now turning into the unmade potholed parking area of one of those little transport cafes. Turning to me and with that mischievous smile on his face that I knew meant he had something in mind for me to do he said, “this looks promising.”

There were just a few lorries and a couple of big vans parked near the café but he parked on the far side. Was this where he wanted me to try the new toy? As we went passed the café I tried to see if there were many people inside just in case that was his plan, when I became aware that he was telling  me to only put my top and skirt on.

“Eh?” Travelling naked was so normal for me now that I had quite forgotten that I was naked! The realization produced a flurry of butterflies; I had been so engrossed in our conversation I had no recollection of what we had driven past to get to where ever we were. I was just getting too blasé about things.

The entrance to the café was to one side and had windows to the left along the front. Under the windows and along the adjoining wall at right angle was a continuous built in padded bench that was quite worn and tatty and had obviously seen better days.  A series of equally tatty tables were ranged along the benches with two chairs so that four people could sit together, with just enough room between the tables so that those on the benches could get in or out. There were several similar tables with four chairs taking up the rest of the room. The whole impression was a typical greasy spoon transport café.

As we walked in the few drivers that were in there looked up smiled at us and got back to whatever they were doing.

“Just sit there” he said, motioning to the bench near the door at a table so that I would be facing into the café across from the group of drivers sitting near the counter, “I’ll get the teas.”

I was fully aware of what he was wanting me to do but in this instance I was a bit apprehensive as I would be too obvious; from where I was sitting they would all be able to see me.

Normally I was quite excited by this activity and had even got to enjoy the reactions of my almost discreet, supposedly accidental, flashing at a target that I, or most often now Tom, had selected. But here, this situation was different. For a start all the other places where we had done this had been at venues busy and heaving with people of mostly our own age group; this wasn’t. And apart from that besides the woman serving I was the only female there.

I couldn’t hear what they were saying but Tom was chatting with the group of chaps near the counter, every now and again turning to smile at me; he was checking the sight lines!

When he came back with our teas he sat next to me which meant I had to budge up toward the next table. I could see then that our table, and the next table, would obscure what I would be doing from the view of the woman serving and all of the other chaps except the two sitting by the juke box. That’s normally when my fun teasing the target starts but here in this café I felt uneasy, not at all happy about what we were doing; these were all men about my father’s age. It just did not, to me, feel right and I didn’t want to do it.

Tom told me he was going to put a record on and that I was to part my legs and slowly hitch my skirt. When he put the money in would be when he thought the view just right; the flash would be parting my knees!

Then instead of coming back he started talking to them which I noticed meant when they turned to speak to Tom one or the other would get a really clear view. For my part I had to remain totally nonchalant, supposedly unaware of what I was revealing yet keeping observation of the targets reactions. At first it seemed that they had not noticed, neither of them had given the double take reaction that the first glimpse usually generates. One of those Tom was talking to said something to the other group and after a while they were all crowding round the juke box some looking at the play list.

This just fuelled my unease so I stopped doing it hoping that Tom would come and sit with me and I could tell him I wanted to leave but every now and then Tom, checking, turned to smile at me, only then, not wanting to annoy him I would flash and he giving me a wink to let me know I was still on view. So in the end despite my trepidation they had all had a good look at my red bush!

Shortly after they had all gathered around the juke box and they had become a bit noisy some of their comments were obviously about me – the young vixen; and being ripe for it! – Tom came over to me I thought to ask if I wanted more tea but no, much to my delight he wanted to leave.

“Come on Joyce we had better go now.”

We quickly left the café and he hurried me across the car park almost at a run. Joyce! He called me Joyce. He only did that if he was annoyed or stressed with me and it just confirmed the doubts I had about the place.

He was obviously agitated so as soon as we got to the car I started to get my kit off knowing that this would please him I quickly removed my top so that he would be able to see my tits jiggling as we drove over the potted car park. As we left some of them were outside watching us drive off, that brought a smile to Toms face as they would have had a good view of my jiggling tits as we drove past. They didn’t look too happy!

Once we were on the road and I was sorted I told him that I didn’t like that place and he told me that it was usually alright and that he had never experienced that carry on before.

“EH!?”

“Yea, Joy, at first they were okay and thought it was accidental or they were seeing things but when they realized you were deliberately showing of a real red bush they thought that there was more on offer; they thought we were advertising your availability for a bit of fun. The others soon realized something was going on so one came over to see what we were talking about but when he caught site of your red bush too he called the others over so they could all have a good look.

That’s when they wanted to know how much for them all to have a go and, for me to take you out to the big blue van where they would take turns; they also wanted to know if you would be willing to take two or more at a time. The next thing I knew it was like an auction with each offering a bit more for the privilege of going first!

Knowing they would think I was taking you to the van that’s when I decided we had better leave, and quickly.

No wonder they looked unhappy.

That amused me.

But not for long; what was slowly registering with me was his comment that it was usually alright and that he had never experienced that before…

 

Amanda 3

16 Nov

Now that was unusual; Tom wanting me dressed before the end of the journey. Normally I would have to wait until we arrived at where ever we were going, or when taking me home, at the little car park beside the river at the entrance to the housing estate where I lived. Linda’s mum opened the door; I could see the brief look of disappointment that crossed the faces of Tom and Ray as she greeted us all by name – even Amanda which surprised me – and invited us in. She shouted for Linda then started telling us that we were just in time as Rod and Garry had just arrived to walk into town with ‘our Linda n David’. Another minute or two and we would have missed them. When Linda came through she told us they were going to the Wimpy to see who was hanging around before going on to the pictures; were we going to join them? Ray, after a brief chat with Tom then said that he and Amanda would join them and before I could suggest to Tom that we join them too he was telling them that we would meet them later in the wimpy after the film. As Tom and I walked to the car, in an attempt to change his mind, I told him that I would have liked to join them too. He turned to me and with a wicked smile said “I would have liked to join them too but I have a new toy I want you to try Joy. I think it would be much more fun doing that, don’t you?” Ah! That explains why he wanted us to get away when he realized Linda’s parents were at home so I didn’t give the pictures another thought. I didn’t give the toy too much thought either as I thought it would just be another torch of some sort. I was intrigued now, though, by several things but mainly what was this game they were so keen for me to play and what did Ray mean by his comment that Amanda shaved her pubes for us; for us? Knowing I had to take off and bag my clothes as soon as we got in the car I had just got on with it and much to his amazement let alone mine when I was stripped off and took notice of where we were we had just started driving down the main shopping street; I had just been so preoccupied wondering how to ask Tom about this game thing and Amanda anybody could have seen and recognized me; had they? I was mortified, too late now though. Back to my thoughts about Amanda, as far as I was aware Ray was still going out with Sylvia??? “Crikey Joy if your that keen what we will do is cruise up to Knutsford on the motorway then returning on the back roads we can stop for a while and see what you think about your new toy. We can then be back to meet up in the Wimpy. You ok with that?” Wouldn’t matter if I wasn’t we were going to do that anyway… By now I knew what he was up to; he liked to drive just fast enough to slowly pass the wagons so that if the driver was observant enough he would be able to get a good eyeful of me as we went past. When we first started doing this – me travelling naked – I used a small towel to cover up but he took the towel away telling me I was being too cautious and I could only use it when he said so. For instance passing a vehicle with children or a coach but if he noticed the coach was a football special he would whip the towel away! He used to like to do this at night too with the interior light on. Our night time cruises were often after we had been parked up somewhere and I was usually left on the back seat for the journey home. He liked to leave me covered in his or – depending on what we had been up to – others cum until we got to where ever we were going; then, and only then, was I allowed to clean up or be cleaned up! The drawback for me travelling on the back seat was that with the light on I couldn’t really see out unless we were in a lit up area but anybody outside could certainly see in – if they noticed! Yes…I got to enjoy this mode of travel day or night almost as much as he did. On this particular occasion I was not that aware of what was going on outside as I don’t recall attempting to cover up at all! I was so engrossed on our idle chit chat where I was trying to question Tom as nonchalant and casual as I could about Amanda and this pass the parcel game. What he told me about Amanda took my mind off the game that I quite forgot about it. It was quite a long story but the basics were that Ray was still going with Sylvia and that Amanda was going with Tony. And, that as Ray and Garry were as special, in the same way to them that Ray and Dave are to us, Tony; if his job meant he couldn’t see Amanda was quite happy for Ray or Garry to take her out instead. Or if their girl friends could not accompany them on a specific date and if Amanda was in agreement they could have her instead. Also, though it hadn’t arisen yet, but if it did, the same would apply to me too, where any of his trusted mates were concerned. He still hadn’t answered what to me was the more important question: What did Ray mean by ‘shaves for us’? Yes, well, most of what he had said so far I could accept and understand but it still didn’t explain Ray’s comment concerning Amanda’s lack of pubes. Tom finally explained that from what he had been told Amanda had been quite bushy and one of them had said something to her about needing a hair cut! They liked it so much that Tony asked her to keep it like that – so she did Hmmm! I thought. I may just give that a try. But it was almost as if he could read my mind. “Don’t you go getting any ideas, Joy, we like yours just the way it is. Your red hairy bush is such a turn on for us we wouldn’t want it any other way.”

The bush they so liked!The bush they so liked!

Us???

Yea! All those that I have let you flash at or I have allowed to see and feel you think that you and your red hair are fantastic! That really pleases me Joy that so many lads like you so much. So don’t you get any ideas about shaving it? I wasn’t really listening because I wanted to get him to tell me about this game they wanted Amanda to show me how to play but his response to my questions didn’t really tell me much, just that it was a variation of what I was already doing for him. I was to let him know if I was going to give it a try before we got to the Wimpy so that he could arrange things with Linda. “What had Linda got to do with it?” He just smiled. He could be so infuriatingly enigmatic about things. So much so that now I was so intrigued about it all – so many unanswered questions – that I had already made my mind up to do it, whatever it was. If he had said we will do it now I wouldn’t have hesitated. He only had to ask and I would do most anything for him and he knew it! There was however the new toy.

“Er…what’s this new toy Tom?”

Amanda; Part 2

14 Oct

Amanda; Part 2

We were going to the cave. I hoped it would be the one nearest to where we could park the car as I didn’t think Amanda would be aware that they would expect her to walk or run to it naked!
I wasn’t too pleased about this at all; In fact I was downright annoyed. Tom was more interested in looking at his rear view mirror which he had adjusted so that he could get a good view of Amanda sitting in the middle of the back seat. To sit comfortably in the middle of the back seat you had to put a foot each side of that hump thing on the floor which means your legs are wide apart enabling easy access; not only that everything is in full view! I know because I had often sat like that when in the back with Ray and Dave but that was me and I was the centre of attention.

When I looked she was leaning back in the seat with her eyes closed. I knew what she was doing because I had at times done that, hiding behind my eyelids like a child does; I can’t see the world so the world can’t see me! Ray had her sitting on her hands and her legs were as wide apart as she could comfortably sit but what I really noticed was that she had no, NO, pubic hair! She couldn’t be that young could she???
Ray had seen the expression on my face and started laughing.” Amanda shaves it for us” he said.
Oh! And at my exclamation Amanda opened her eyes; I could tell straight away that she wasn’t very happy so I didn’t give the ‘us’ another thought apart from thinking he meant the possessive ‘for me’.
“I don’t like this.” She said. “I want to go home now! When you asked me to do this, Ray, I thought you meant at night like we did before but this is broad day light and I don’t like it; anyone and everyone can see me!”
Ray tried to reason with her, pointing out that Joy is ok about it and she travels mostly in the front seat and that, like me, she also had a small towel to cover herself if there was a need to or we came to a stop and there was anybody too close. He didn’t tell her that I could only do that now when Tom said I could…
After a while Ray asked her if it would make any difference if I was to join them in the back.
Reluctantly she agreed to this but if she still didn’t like it they would take her home.
Tom didn’t wait for a lay-by or a secluded bit of road, as soon as it was safe for him to stop, never mind the passing traffic, I was told to get out and join them in the back. I was that quick about it I don’t think any passing motorist would have realised that I was naked. I was also that quick that I dropped my little towel in the foot well and when I asked Tom to pass it over he told me that as he was now driving he couldn’t reach it and that I would have to cope!
I think if he had given me the towel Amanda would have been more agreeable as it wasn’t long before she was complaining again and wanting to go home. They reluctantly agreed to do this but in turn Amanda was asked not dress until we got back to which she agreed.
Tom never retrieved my towel so as Ray was sitting in the middle with his arms across our shoulders and taking every opportunity to feel our tits, he was able whenever the need arose for discretion to just pull us onto his chest thus making our nakedness not so obvious. There was no question about me getting dressed, I would have to wait until we either got back to the car park on my estate or when Tom told me to; but then I had agreed to those terms.
With the three of us fooling around on the back seat and Ray cuddling Amanda and teasing me something rotten by not pulling me into him until the last second I soon stopped feeling so annoyed about things. Tom and Ray then suggested to Amanda that instead of going home we could all go round to Linda’s and depending if her parents were at work and who else was there perhaps she would show me how they played pass the parcel?
She wasn’t that keen, not an outright refusal, just not too keen! I was intrigued by now and wanted to know what this was all about…Similar to ‘kiss the monkey’ only different they said. I was still non- the wiser; kiss the monkey was where a boy was blind fold and passed around the girls until the music stopped and then had to guess which girl he was kissing. It was more often played, too much merriment, with the boys passing a blindfolded girl around and she had to guess who she was kissing, hence kiss the monkey!
My husband tells me that they had much fun playing a similar game only they called it ‘kiss the frog’ like in the fairy tales only the frog seldom turned into a prince!!!
I have asked him in a roundabout way if they played any variant on this but it seems not… Any way.
I was intrigued now so I joined in with the attempts to persuade her and too much jubilation from the boys she said she would but only if I would play as well… Now they were all looking at me! She was looking at me with such a sweet innocent smile on her face as she told me “there are a lot of variations with this game Joyce, it can be really quite fun.”
The boys were now onto me, “come on Joy you can’t say no to that.” Talk about turning the table!
The atmosphere in the car changed dramatically! Tom told Amanda to get dressed and he stopped the car to get my bag from the boot and told me to put on my going home clothes. Now that did puzzle me because that meant all my underwear and stockings. No matter how much I asked why they would not say why…

I must point out here that in all the years I knew these lads they never ever forced me or anyone else, come to that, to do something they didn’t want to do; they would often use the power of persuasion but never force! Though having said that I was on several occasions held down (supported?) and there were, however, a few occasions when someone or other got a bit rough with me but when I complained the others there soon stopped them but overall I knew that if I wanted them to stop I just had to tell them and I had every confidence that they would…not that I ever did!

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