I don’t usually shoot pictures of people when I’m walking, but today’s an exception. Two ladies, park regulars. Mature, elegant, refined, they sit with an intimacy that speaks of an enduring friendship.
“Look, it’s that photographer lady, taking our picture. Smile.”
“Kinda reminds me of Long Sal, remember her? Girl had the biggest clit I’ve ever seen.”
“Or tasted– you were such a slut back then!”
“Found you didn’t I?”
“That reminds me, here’s your panties. Again. Harry’s gonna notice someday.”
“Fool wouldn’t notice if I was bare ass naked.”
Watching them together, I wonder what their story might be.
