I will go shopping, perhaps to the mall or out into town, and start off quite normally. I go dressed in whatever looks or feels comfortable that day. But, I always wear a skirt or a dress, and always wear panties… although I always choose different panties. In fact, for reasons that will become obvious, I often buy some new panties especially for what I am about to do.

After a while of looking around the shops, perhaps stopping for a coffee, I decide to try something on in the changing rooms. It could be anything, perhaps I really do want to buy it, perhaps I have no intention of that whatsoever. But, once I get in the changing room, I take off my panties there and then. When I started doing this, I put my panties in my bag, but somehow one day I decided it would be so much more exciting if I lost my panties hehe. So I normally leave them hanging up for the next person to find, or stuff them behind the seat. Whatever I do with them, I cannot go back for them, just in case they have been found by someone.

This means I am now wearing a skirt or a dress in public, going totally commando, that is, without panties. And there is no way I can put any panties on until I get home. I guess I could always buy some, but that could get quite expensive, because I like to do this often.

As soon as I step out onto the street I can feel the breeze flowing up between my legs. The feeling this gives me in my pussy is so exciting, sometimes I wish I could just strip off right there and let everyone see my pussy. Sometimes I shave it, and sometimes I let it grow natural, I have no overall preference either way.

Often I will go into a clothing store and start to peruse the clothes they have for sale. When I get deep into the clothes racks and I think noone can see me, I will dare myself to raise my skirt as high as I can. Sometimes I can see the store assistant over the top of the clothing racks, but they have no idea that I am exposing my pussy right in front of them, just hidden by the clothes. I have actually been within a foot or two of another shopper before with my pussy exposed right next to them, but they didn’t even realise, they just thought I was looking at the clothes near them.

I often fantasize that I will go for a coffe with no panties on like this one day, and when I leave I will accidentally flash whoever is watching with a glimpse up my skirt. It gets me wet just to think about it.

Bree, 36

They often had to be out for hours at a time, going to trade shows, farmers markets, buying supplies, which meant that I had the place to myself for long periods of time.

Now, as I came of age, I remember masturbating and doing all the usual kinds of “experimentation”, but being left home alone my mind did start to wonder.

We had a barn across from the farmhouse, full of all the usual farm things, harnesses, ropes, boxes and crates, and haystacks piled up at one end. One day I was in there and I got a little horny, my parents were out and about somewhere, and I sat on a haystack and masturbated. Nothing too outrageous, but I remember how naughty it felt to be doing it in such a forbidden place. This gave me ideas.

A couple of days later they went out again, so i wondered down to the barn and got completely naked. I took off all my clothes and piled them neatly in a corner, and wondered about the barn in the nude. It felt great to be naked, only the day before it had been busy with the labourers and my parents doing their chores, and now it was all mine to be naked in. I was very excited, and jumped about in the hay bales with no clothes on at all. My pussy was getting wet and my nipples were erect, and I opened the barn door and peeped outside. No sign of anyone, why would there be, so I went outside into the sunshine and ran around the barn.

I felt so incredibly horny by doing this, it soon became my regular little “hobby”, getting naked at various locations around the barn and masturbating everywhere I went. I nearly got caught a couple of times, just about managing to slip my clothes back on before my parents arrived, or a delivery van stopped by to drop something off. This was really exciting too, nearly getting caught whilst I was naked. One day my parents arranged some kind of farm event, they had invited some guests to show them around the farm and what they do there, probably about 20 people or so, so I arranged to be out for the day.

My dad dropped me off in town, I said I was going to a friends house for the day, but as soon as he drove off I ran all the way back home to the farm through the forest and fields. When I reached the farm, they were just setting things up, and I managed to sneak into the barn unseen. I crept up and over the haystacks and found a nice little “nest”. I took off all my clothes just as the first guests started to arrive. I figured if it was so exciting nearly getting caught all this time, then this would be great. I wasn’t wrong.

Pretty soon everyone was there, and the tour of the farm began. As they went around, I could peep through the gaps in the wooden walls and watch them all following my parents as they showed them this and that. After a while, they all came really close to the barn, and if the wall wasn’t there they were so close I could have touched them. i liked this a lot, it was so exciting, but then they did something I didn’t expect. They all came into the barn!

I ducked down making sure I couldn’t been seen, and soon it was full of all the people. I was so scared, petrified, hidden behing the hay bales at the end. Peeping up I could see them all looking around at this and that whilst my dad was talking to them about what they do in the barn. This scared me even more, how embarrassed would THEY be, let alone me, if I was caught now! But the more scared I got, I noticed my pussy got even wetter. My whole body was trembling and I was getting really wet down below. Such a strange mix of emotions, excitement and fear together.

I could feel my inner thighs getting moist I was so wet, and as they walked over towards the haystack I thought to myself “oh no, this is it, I’m gonna get caught now” and at that moment I just came in a massive full bodied orgasm. I felt so helpless to my fate that my body in its excited state just erupted, I was convulsing in erotic bliss, quickly putting my hand over my mouth so that I wouldn’t yelp or moan. I was cumming over and over, and covered in sweat, but I couldn’t stop, it was like my body was out of control.

After what seemed like an eternity they left the barn again and I calmed down somewhat. It had been amazing. Being so close to being caught and climazing like that is an experience that has stayed with me for the rest of my life.

May, 27

I had moved down south from where my parent’s family home was, with work and relationships. However, I did still try to go and visit them every couple of months. When I visit them I like to take the train, it takes about three or fours hours, but the train is usually not too busy (I don’t travel during commuter hours) and I like to watch the rolling countryside or the bustling cities go by. Plus, I don’t really like driving long distances.

Anyways, one time my father got ill. I won’t go into the details, but he did get better and was on the path to recovery. During the time that he was recovering, my Mom needed more help than usual, and so I began to take weekly trips to visit them. Sometimes I would even travel up and down two or three times a week. As I’m sure you can imagine, the long train journeys started to drag on a bit, and there are only so many books I can read! I took to reading romantic erotic stories to while away the hours.

One day I was feeling a little sleepy, and actually nodded off in the train seat. This is not a wise thing for a girl travelling alone to do, I know, but the monotonous click click, clack clack of the train tracks has a kind of hypnotic effect I guess. I don’t think I was asleep for long, but as I awoke again I completely forgot where I was and after stretching I stroked my breasts and reached a hand down between my legs just to check, you know, as I often do in the morning. Click click, clack clack. Oh shit, I’m on the train I thought!

I quickly sat upright and looked around to make sure noone had seen my fondling myself in my personal little moment. There were a couple of passengers in front of me, and since I was quite close to the back of the carriage, there wasn’t anybody behind me. I realized I had got away with it. I could imagine the embarrassment I would have felt if somebody had seen me. The embarrassment. I then realized that the thought of getting caught like that was quite appealing. I don’t know why, I have never had those kind of tendencies before, but realizing that I could do something like run my hands between my legs here on a public train and noone knew was suddenly very exciting indeed.

I peered out the window and realized that anyone outside could see straight in. But this was a moving train, noone is standing outside. The closest you can get on a train to someone standing outside is when you are at a station, or when the train passes under the windows of a row of apartments. Peeking around again, I lifted my dress up. First to my thighs, and then right up to my waist, revealing my panties. The feeling was very strange, although amazingly exciting at the same time. My heartbeat had raised a level, and I had a strange complusion to go even further. Slipping a hand under my pantie elastic, I pulled them to one side, and now my pussy was completely exposed. I had never done anything like this on a train ride before, flashing my most initmate body parts like that. I really like it I decided.

The panties are getting in the way I thought, and without a second thought (I really should have been more careful I suppose haha) I raised my butt slightly and slipped them off. Not wasting any time, I put them in my travel bag, and then sat back in the seat again. This time I hitched my dress right up, and parted my legs right there in the seat. The feeling was incredible. I felt so excited, and also completely enveloped in a wave of pleasure. The feeling was instense, and I sat there stroking my pussy ever so softly to encourage it. We passed some houses outside, and I didn’t even bother to cover myself. I imagined men and women peering out of their windows of the moving train, and catching a glimpse of the “mystery pussy lady” as the train whizzed by. This excited me even more. I rubbed my pussy now, and then it dawned on me that we were approaching a station.

It’s one thing to expose myself as we are travelling along at speed, I thought, but quite another really to do it to someone in the station who could board the train at any moment and catch me. So I pulled my dress down again and acted all innocent as a few people boarded and departed the train. There were several people around, and one guy caught my eye. He was leaning on a clock stand with his hands in his pockets, looking bored. Then he glanced at me, and I glanced back. His gaze lingered for a while, I think he probably liked me. Then I heard the whistle blow for the train to start again. No passengers had entered or left my carriage, so I was safe to carry on my naughty little escapade once we had left the station.

I didn’t wait that long though, the instant we started to slowly pull away, an urge, a complusion, overtook me, and I raised my dress up straight away, and parted my legs, putting one up on the sill of the window, and the other on the seat opposite. His face was a picture. I don’t think he could believe what he was seeing. I couldn’t believe what I was doing either. There I was exposing my pussy to a complete stranger in a train station, and before we had even left the station, and without me even touching myself, I came in a full bodied, extremely pleasurable orgasm. I was panting under my breath but tried very hard not to give the game away to anyone who might be within earshot.

Nowadays I don’t bother with underwear when I am travelling on train. It wastes too much time removing them when I could be flashing and playing all the way. Can i put in a good word for my friends site? Erotic stories for couples. Thanks.

Helen 24

One summer’s day I had finished “clearing” the area and had a basket of seeds and cuttings that I was going to plant. The sun was quite hot that day, and I was perspiring a little and had to go back to the house at least a couple of times to fetch some water. “This is ridiculous” I thought, as I toiled in the heat, and I decided to take my top off to let some air get to me. I still had my bra on, and I thought “well, some girls go around in bikinis in the sunshine, and this is no different”. So I removed my top and instantly felt some gratification and relief from the warmth of the day. As I paused to take another sip of water, I was glancing up at the surrounding trees, and I realised that the trees perfectly shielded my little patch from the watchful eyes of the nearby houses. Turning around I saw that the next houses down couldn’t see in either, my house was slightly raised above them, and bushes obscured any view they might have had from the top windows. I realised that they simply couldn’t see me.

There I was, toiling away in the heat and getting rather hot, when I needn’t really be concerned and could probably do my gardening in my underwear, and the risk of getting caught (although possible if the neighbours were in their gardens, or decided to do some roof work or tree work) was minimal. So I removed my scruffy gardening trousers, slipped off my socks (actually they were nylon ankle-stockings) and there I was in my gardening boots, panties and bra. All of a sudden I felt so exposed, but I decided to press on with my work. All the while I was placing cuttings into the ground, I was acutely aware that I was half naked and in view of anyone who happened to be in a compromising position. How bizarre, I thought, that there I was in panties and bra, and a pair of gardening boots.

All the while I was working, I was feeling more and more comfortable with my situation, and also, I admit, a little horny. I just simply enjoyed the feeling of being exposed. A devious thought entered my mind. Some ladies like to sunbathe topless. Would it really be any different to garden topless? The thought exicited me, and soon I just couldn’t resist slipping off my bra too. Immediately I realised that if I had taken off my bra, it was no different to taking off my panties too, since if I was caught the results would be the same (shocked neighbours no doubt) so without another thought, I slipped them off to. There I was, dressed in nothing but a pair of gardening boots, gardening in the nude. I could feel the sun and by now a cooling breeze all over my naked body.

It felt amazing! I have never felt like that in my life. At the same time I felt both “liberated” and free and comfortable, but also incredibly excited. I stopped for another sip of water, but this time just let it spill down my exposed breasts, finding a path down the curves of my body before running over my nude pussy and dribbling down my legs. “Wow” I thought. How outrageous is this? I dropped down on my knees and grabbed my wet pussy with one hand (wet from both the water and also from my excitement) and rubbed it really hard. In no time at all I came so violently, so wonderfully, every part of my body ached. The orgasm seemed to go on for ages, and by the time I was done, I had to forget about the gardening and go back inside the house (after first getting dressed again) and lie down and rest for a while.

The thought of how amazing this experience was stayed with me, and I have to admit that when the sun is out and the trees are in bloom, you can often find me down in my little “secret garden” getting up to …. aha, that would be telling

Cherise, age not disclosed

It all started when our boiler broke down one day. My husband went off to work and soon after called me to say he had asked a boiler repairman to pop in the following day. I didn’t have much to do the present day, so as usual I took time getting dressed, putting my make up on and generally lounging around. I was naked in my bedroom sitting at my dressing table when I heard a knock at the door.

Not knowing who was at the door, I grabbed a flimsy skirt that was lying on the floor, flung on a tight white cropped top and raced to the door. When I opened it, there stood the repairman come to fix the boiler. He was a day early! I would have tidied the place a little and been appropriately dressed if I had known he was coming today. When I asked him which day he was supposed to come, he was adamant that my husband had said today, there must have been a misunderstanding. Oh well, I explained what the problem was.

As I was talking to him on the doorstep, I noticed his eyes dart down and look at my chest area a couple of times. Typical man I was thinking, although he wasn’t sleazy at all, he was quite polite, and indeed looked away and a little embarrassed every time he caught himself doing it. I let him in, and he walked past me. I ushered him to the back of the house where the boiler was and I was following behind him. I took the opportunity to glance down at my breasts whilst he couldn’t see me “just to check”. To my horror my nipples were rock hard and were standing out quite prominently from under my tight fitting top. No wonder he couldn’t keep his eyes off them! Because the knock at the door had startled me, and I had been naked just before, all the excitement must have aroused them or something.

I was then thinking about whether to make an excuse and nip upstairs to change my top. No, I thought, then he will realize that I noticed. He has already seen them now anyways, I might as well just leave it be. I showed him the boiler and offered him a coffe, which he accepted. Whilst I was in the kitchen making the coffee, I set about trying to smooth down my top, or make my nipples go soft. I was in for a surprise though, because as my hands brushed against my boobs, I suddenly felt very horny and incredibly excited. I stopped trying to hide them and started rubbing them. Damn it felt so naughty and exciting. I was getting quite horny rapidly. I quickly finished making the coffee and took it back into the workman.

He thanked me, and I sat down on the seat behind him, just across the room. He stuck his head back inside the boiler, he was on his knees attempting to fix it, and I glanced back down at my nipples. They were still very hard and the urge to touch them again was strong. Keeping my eyes fixed on the busy guy, to make sure he couldn’t see me, I raised my hands and brushed each nipple with my fingertips. They got even harder I’m sure, and I got so much more aroused. My entire breasts were getting puffy, and with my eyes still fixed on the repairman I flicked and teased and carressed my nipples. I kept on doing it, getting faster and faster and that’s when I started to feel my pussy getting wet. I mean really wet, I was hyper charged by this act of naughtiness. Suddenly, the repairman pulled his head out from under the boiler and reached for his coffee. My hands dropped straight down to my sides and I smiled and reached for my own coffee, as if nothing in the world was wrong.

I made some polite conversation with him, and then back down his head went and I immediately started fondling my breasts again. A wicked idea entered my mind, and slowly I raised my top. Just a little at first, but I felt braver and braver and eventually it rode up and out popped one of my boobs. My boob was now totally exposed and I was literally only feet away from this guy. My nipple certainly was hard at this point, and I grabbed it between two fingers and started pinching it. Not too hard, but enough to send waves of pleasure through me. My nipples are rather sensitive anyway, and to to me this was bliss. A couple more times he raised his head, I quickly dropped my top back down over my breasts, and we exchanged a few pleasantries, and every time his head went back down, my top went back up. I was making sure to expose both breasts this time, and the pleasure I felt from this was incredible.

After a while the man announced that he was finished, and I agreed to pay the bill. All the while he was talking to me, he didn’t glance down at my chest once, in fact he didn’t even look me in the eyes. He must have been so embarrassed from seeing my nipples before. He couldn’t miss them, they really were poking out a lot.

Suffice to say, when he left my hand went straight under my skirt. I don’t think I had ever been that wet before. It took literally two seconds before I came, and it lasted for a long time.

Nowadays, whenever we have a repairman over, I always make sure I’m appropriately dressed… appropriately to have some fun, I mean. I am always flashing my boobs to them without them knowing, and I am working up the courage to start doing the same with my pussy.

Janet, 30

When my friend or relative goes out of the room, perhaps to get me a drink, I like to spread my legs wide and dare myself to see how long I can expose my pussy in their house before they come back into the room. I have even slid my breasts out from under my top and hitched my skirt right up before, so that I am as exposed as I could be. Once I just sat there like this and teased my nipples for about 5 minutes whilst my relative went to the bathroom. I got so wet from this that I had to visit the bathroom straight after they came back to dry myself off, my pussy really did get wet. One friend I have doesn’t have net curtains, and the neighbours houses look over the window into their house. I know it is wrong, but when she leaves the room I spread my legs wide at her window and see how close I dare to get to the window. Of course I am wearing no panties, so anyone looking into the window (and it’s not difficult) will just see my legs spread wide and my pussy staring right at them. This gets me really hot, because it increases the risk of getting caught.

I used to play with myself at the same time by masturbating, but nowadays I prefer not to touch my pussy at all whilst I am doing this, I find it so much more arousing and teasing to just be exposed and not play around. If I am walking up the stairs behind them, I will lift my skirt and risk them turning around and seeing my pussy like that. My favorite time to do this is in the summer, when we are out in the garden. When they go inside to get the drinks it, I get my pussy out and let the air get to it. It is even more exciting if I can hear people in the gardens next to them, I imagine that they can see me and I get very turned on.

Whe I have the house to myself, I strip right off and go about my daily routine comletey nude. This feels so good, and I am always tempted to reach down and play with myself whilst I am doing so. One thing I really love to do is find a job in the window and do this totally naked.

My garden is not too overlooked at the back of my house, and I will open the windows wide, grab some window cleaning products and stand there taking my time, feeling the cool breeze over my nakes tits and pussy and wearing nothing but my rubber cleaning gloves.

The front of my house opens out right onto the street, and sometimes when I am feeling really frisky I will go and water the windows plants completely in the nude. I have no net curtains in my house any more, because I love being naked so much, I just wonder around in full view of the windows. This makes me so wet and horny. I will often dare myself to go to the front of the house and open the windows, and linger for a bit wondering if anyone can see me. Maybe the neighbours are peering out of their cutrains watching me. I hope so, I love the feeling that they might see me.

Of course, it all gets too much, so while I am preparing dinner for the family before they arrive home the spoon handle or similar kitchen implement will often find its way inside me, and usually when they get back I will be fully clothed again but will be extremely satisfied.

I’m always trying to think of new activities I can do totally naked and love cleaning the house in full view of the windows whilst naked. I suggest that you give it a try, I think I am addicted!

Sam, 31

I was sitting on the bus journey home, various people get on and off on the way, it can get quite boring sometimes and my mind tends to wonder. It was starting to get dark outside, and I coudln’t wait to get home and take this pencil skirt off and throw my blouse on the washing pile. I was looking around the bus, minding my own business, when I realised that I was staring straight at that little mirror that the bus driver has to keep an eye on everyone. You can’t see much because it is dark, but from the drivers seat he gets a full view of what is going on onboard the bus. I found myself wondering just how much of of view he gets, I thought if he was able to see up girls skirts. So I leaned down as if to check something in my bag on the floor, and peered up at the mirror from lower down. No, he couldn’t see anything below the back of the seats. He could only see the top half of the people.

My naughty mind got to thinking, I could be completely naked from the waist down and he wouldn’t know a thing. Only the other passengers would know, though. I looked behind me, I was sitting quite near to the back anyways, and as I did so the only person sitting behind me got up to leave the bus. I checked again, and realised that I was the furthest back person on the bus. Noone could really see what I was doing here. I don’t know where this wicked thought came from, probably the mild bus vibrations making me a little horny, but I got the urge to uncross my legs and part them a little. I was wearing high hold-up stockings and my normal work panties, so it wasn’t like I would reveal too much. As I parted them I felt the air creep up in between them, and start to caress the exposed skin at the top of my hold ups.

Looking around, noone on the bus was any wiser, they continued reading, or chatting or looking out the window, and the driver couldn’t see my lower half. Reaching down slowly with my hand, I hitched up my skirt a little and ran a finger tip under my panties. I was starting to feel a little more excited now, and when I got a good grip with my finger tip I pulled my panties to one side. Parts of my pussy were now exposed in the open air whilst I was sitting there right on the bus! This felt really daring, I knew I was starting to get wet, I felt so excited. I slightly hitched up my thighs and tugged on my panties. I thought to myself they would probably come off if i tugged them at the right angle. I didn’t want to risk getting caught, so I waited until we had passed the next stop before I started trying to work them down.

I was trying to keep my top half of my body still, but work my panties down my legs, off around my shoes, and place them in my bag. I just about managed it and now I was completely pantie-less in the middle of a public bus. I felt so excited I parted my legs again, this time my entire pussy was exposed. I hitched up my skirt a little more, had there been anyone sitting next to me or behind me they would have got a real eyeful. My pussy was on full display, and I was just sitting there, occasionally brushing it with my fingertips, but all the while pretending that nothing was going on, looking around and looking just as bored as the rest of the passengers. My clit was getting really excited, and I would lightly flick and tease it every now and then. The excitement was intensifying every touch I gave it, and my body was really feeling alive. God this felt so incredible. I had never done anything like this before, and I wondered why on earth not!

Finally, we reached my destination and I had to hitch my skirt down and get off. As I walked past all the other passengers to get off, I was thinking about the naughty things I had been doing, and this made me even more horny. I remember I had an early bath that night, to, erm, work things through my system!

I had plenty more naughty ideas about these sexy bus rides… to be continued

I was going for a swim each week, getting out, having a quick shower, going back to my locker and getting changed, and I noticed occasionally some of the girls were a little braver than the others, and they would just strip off their swimming costume without trying to cover up and get dry the easy way, without doing a balancing towel act! I’ve never been really into other girls, but something about their nudity, and the fact that they just stood there for everyone to see really turned me on. I don’t know if I was attracted to their bodies, or if I just liked the idea of what they were doing. Maybe it was both. Anyways, one day I decided I would do the same. As I pulled my wet swimming costume off, I felt really sexy. I had been looking forward to doing this, I had planned it, and my nipples were erect – this happens anyway when you get out of the pool into the cool air, so noone would suspect that mine were erect through excitement, because in there they are all always erect anyway!

It felt really good, in fact. I didn’t hurry to get dry and dressed, and every now and then I would look up to see other women’s eyes glance away from me. Maybe they were eyeing me up with the same desire that I myself had eyed up other girls with? Eventually, I had to get dressed, but I knew that I really loved it, all those other girls eyes on me got me so excited. I couldn’t stop thinking about it for a few days, and I made a plan as to what I would do next week.

The next week I arrived before my swim, and entered the  changing rooms. I deliberately picked a locker as far away from the pool and the shower area as possible. I stripped down to my swimming suit as usual, and went for my swim. When I finished my swim, I entered the female changing room, and walked straight past the shower to my locker. It was there that I took off my costume, and then grabbed my shower gel, and started to walk back totally naked towards the showers. I had to squeeze past some other girls, I knew I got a few looks, but I carried on all the way back to the showers. God, this was so exciting. It was a good job I was already wet from my swim, because my pussy was really excited and I’m sure it would have noticed otherwise! And there I stood under the shower, completely in the nude, washing my body. Now, because I was supposed to be getting clean, it meant that I could rub my hands all over my naked body in front of all the women that came in and out of the changing room. They just thought I was a brave girl and simply taking a shower, but really I was paying extra attention to my breasts and pussy, in fact you could say that I was masturbating. I took my time getting clean, and I very nearly climaxed there and then in front of everyone. The pleasure my body felt was immense, and after my shower my legs were shaking and I could barely walk back to my locker.

I now do this regularly, and I am really tempted to bring myself to climax in front of everyone one day, I’ll see if I become brave enough.

Sophie, 27

One day I was going about this, I really enjoy it, it always gets me a little bit turned on (hubby is always in for a treat in the evenings when I have been doing this) and I walked, completely nude, into the hallway, right in front of the front door. Suddenly, the door flung open, and standing there was one of his best friends. I froze instantly. For a moment I was stunned, and I saw it took him a few moments to realize what he was witnessing!

“Sorry” he said “Oh no I’m really sorry” he was muttering, and pulled his hand up to cover his eyes. In that instant I felt a surge of pleasure in my pussy. It really excited me that I had been caught totally naked like this. My whole body felt alive, and as he turned to leave I felt myself wishing that he would stay and take another look. In fact I longed for it to happen, but he shut the door behind him and walked off up the driveway. I approached the door and looked through the spyhole, I saw that he was looking bewildered and bright red.

I was so turned on, that I just lay down on the floor right where I stood, spread my legs as wide as I could get them, and without bothering to lock the door I really rubbed my clitty hard. I was longing him, or anyone, to come back through the door, but before that could happen I came so hard that he probably heard me moaning from the top of the driveway!

I really want to be caught like that again, and I’m taking more and more risks to ensure that it happens…

Elsie, 41