Cindy was a good girl, too.


Cindy was a good girl, too. But luckily for me, her mother wasn't about to make her wear a girdle. Let's face it, the girl was tall and slim, and it just didn't make sense to make her wear some old girdle. It would be another 20 years or more before she'd have any need for anything like that. Maybe it came naturally to her, I don't know, but Cindy moved her legs in ways that other women never even dreamed of moving them. They were long and extremely shapely, and to watch her cross them was a thing of beauty even when she was fourteen.

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