My Beginnings

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My Beginnings

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My beginnings

by Lord-Storm,






A recent piece by Nightposter inspired me into telling about what got me started in this
genre and for that i have several people to thank, including a fella named keith, who put
me in a situation, which at the time i did not appreciate and to my local constabulary for
providing the inspiration for what my work is based on a young, Pretty, WPC.
Back in the early 80's i was 15 and taken with girl's, but always looking at hotter, older women (page 3. When still new to the area, we were stopped one summer evening, on the outskirts of town by two officers of the law. Now Keith was trouble, but yours truly found himself in the back of the patrol car, with lovely brunette WPC, who was all of early 20's in age. Now I was sat behind this woman officer and you have to remember that back then they wore neck tab ties, tunics, skirts, white check banded covers, dark pantyhose/stockings and court shoes. Mine sat with her cap on the dashboard, shoes in the foot well and two superb sheer nylon hosed legs, curled up beneath her on the seat, so i was looking at stocking clad soles. I took in every detail, as her male colleague dealt with Keith outside the car, her shapely legs, the tunic hugging her figure, neatly pinned dark hair, the collar of the white cotton blouse peeking above her tunic collar and finally the way her serge uniform skirt had pulled over a firm bottom, to display the outline of her rather tight knickers beneath and a WPC and uniform stealing guy took shape, she was my inspiration. Looking back what struck me was her casual stance, here she was in a car with an uncuffed male teenager,she was wearing no shoes but it shows the contrast of times. Now I would be out and off.I have often thought based on now, what might have happened and i thought yeah, if i could travel back in time i'd probably overpower her, drive off with her in the car and she'd be found hours later, gagged and bound in the boot, wearing nothing but her knickers, bra and pantyhose and rather flushed with embarrassment.
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