ASHLEY & CHRISTINA
It was just after 8.00 a.m. on a sunny Thursday in early June, with the promise of a warm day ahead, when Ashley left her small apartment in the outer suburbs of the city. She was twenty-six years old, and worked in the central business district at the offices of a shipping and storage company. In the summer months, when the city often got stuffy and humid, she liked to dispense with wearing panties – she loved to feel the relative coolness of the circulating air on her pussy, and it made her feel more alive, more sensual and sexual. This could also lead to some interesting opportunities, if she was careful – she did not want to encourage any men, as since the age of sixteen she had been strictly a girl-lover only. Ashley …