I clutched my hooded cloak tighter around me as the wind blew down the sidewalk as I walked into town. It was not a very cold breeze but given that I wore nothing underneath the cloak it did send a chill on my nipples and across my damp wet pussy hair.

I spotted the little coffee shop owned by my brother-in-law and decided to pop in for a cup of Turkish Coffee before doing my shopping, that and to arrange a ride back up the hill to my home when I was done.