West London Bar
My girlfriend doesn't have any knickers, we threw them all away a few years ago. She never wears trousers and mostly wear short skirts.
We were sitting outside a bar near Marylebone Lane in London. I don't think she realised at the time but her legs had spread and her c*nt was visible.
Across the road was a fish bar that we often used as it was near to the apartment. The owner came out and immediately recognised us, then saw her naked c*nt. He went back into the shop and brought out the chef. They stood there for ages watching my girlfriends naked c*nt. She was oblivious.
When we finished our drinks I told her that we would be eating fish and chips that night. I stood at the back of the fish bar as she went to order our food. The owner was grinning like anything having seen her sitting across the road flashing her c*nt.
I told her about a year later.
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