Brighton c. 1989
It was about 8:00 in the evening in late fall. I was walking northwards on the Stein in Brighton, England near the old Eden’s Saunasium. There were very few people around. A woman wearing a dark fur coat was walking towards me with her hands in her coat pockets. At a closing distance of about seven feet just before we passed each other she held her coat open.
Underneath she was wearing a black bra, a black suspender belt, black nylons, and black heels. She was wearing no knickers and the bra showed ample cleavage. I doubt the view lasted more than a second but for that brief moment my entire attention was focused on her body. I was in a slight state of shock and it was over so quickly. But that vision of erotic womanhood is firmly imprinted on my memory and my groin still twitches as I recall the moment.
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