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should i take my panties off completely?

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One fat, One Old, One Ugly

At the request of my husband I have just written this true story. I was barely 20 and we weren't married yet. Here is the story : At the instigation of my husband, I started to dress more and more sexy. My skirts were getting shorter and shorter and my blouses more and more transparent. I am quite tall and thin. So that night I was in a black mini skirt that hid nothing of my long legs. he had ushered me into a rather dirty bar, in a not reassuring part of town. He made me sit at the bar. There were practically only men. Most were my father's or even my grandfather's age. He smiled at them as if he wanted them to come and join us. I was uncomfortable in front of all these perverted looks on me. Suddenly a voice behind me made me jump a man in his fifties. He was bald, paunchy and borderline obese. Without any manner and without delicacy, he began to compliment me on my outfit and my physique. A young woman like me shouldn't be here, he said. And my future hu...
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How it all started

When I was a student at university, I did something that even immediately after I had let it happen I couldn't believe I'd allowed it. As my boyfriend (my future husband) I used to dress a bit crazy back then: left-field, real hipster chick. It was April and I was wearing a very short smock dress over dark-gray opaque tights. The dress barely covered my backside but the tights were dense so I did not feel exposed. In my naivety, I was thinking of them as leggings, but looking back they were certainly not that. It was a Saturday afternoon and I was in a creepy bar chosen by my boyfriend .We were standing with my boyfriend at the bar .  Just a fleeting glance really, so I gave it the benefit of the doubt, imagined it just an accident. After all, there were lots of people in this creepy place. But I could feel a presence behind me, heavy breathing just over my right shoulder. I turned around to see an old man standing too close. He looked about seventy-five or older, quite dapper ...
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