For me, all my favourite VGHD cards have a story behind them. In each card, the model and I each play a role. The role can be related to the card title, but sometimes not. And my role can change too. Sometimes I am a teenage boy or a nature man, depending on the card or model. Indeed, sometimes the same model can play a very different person depending on her costume and the nature of performance

So the idea of this thread is to give the background behind the card. Who do you imagine the model is? Who are you? Where are you?

Post a photo of the card and explain how you see it. It does not have to be long. Just a short description. Or it can be a longer scenarios if you want.

This is not intended to be a sex story thread. In fact, your background should not include overt sexual material. It is simply an opportunity for people to read and write what they see behind a card.

I will post a couple, and others can join in or comment as they wish.

In this card, I am a ***** and Bijou is the big sister of a friend called Tom.

I and another friend called Jonny go to visit Tom's house to see if he wants to play football. While Tom gets ready unpstairs, Bijou invites us into us in the kitchen to wait for him.

Bijou is nice, friendly and a little daft. She jokes around with us and teases us mercilessly with her whacky fun humour. Being impressionable teenage boys, we are captivated by her mature womanly curves which are accentuated by her close-fitting red summer dress.

As Bijou moves round the kitchen doing her chores, she cheerily talks to us about mundane things like college, our families and sport. But Jonny and I are not concentrating on the conversation. Jonny and I are too distracted by Bijou. We cannot help looking at her fantastic body, while trying to pretend we are not.

Bijou knows we are looking at her and enjoys teasing us. Sometimes she bends over the kitchen counter, giving us a view of her magnificent buttocks and visible panty line. Sometimes she bends over the kitchen table giving us a view of her nipples and breast cleavage through her dress. Sometimes she crouches on the floor to pick something up or to reach a cupboard, opening her legs and 'innocently' giving us a glimpse of her white lacy panties.

Bijou often catches us looking at her, but pretends she doesn't notice. She always acts innocent and ignorant of our lustfull gaze. Always reassuring us with her friendly words and her gentle daft smile.

Of course, Bijou is the unattainable mature young woman. Jonny and I would never even imagine being with her. She gets a kick out of teasing us, but doesn't want to seduce us. She's not interested in teenage boys, and definitely not her little brother's friends.

Eventually, Bijou's brother comes down and we have to go. Bijou waves goodbye with a big smile. I and Jonny leave her with some mind-blowing memories, hoping that I may it is not the last time that I visit my Tom's house.

Dorothy Bank was a fun-loving pretty twenty year old girl that I met in a summer camp. I am was a young man at the time about the same age.

I had seen Dorothy around the camp for a few days, but I only got to meet her on the final day of her vacation. She was good fun, always smiling and playing around. I will always remember her infectious beautiful smile and her joyful nature as we frolicked around together. It's a day I will never forget.

She was so unlike me. She was exuberant and extrovert, while I was reserved and introvert. She often liked to tease me, gleefully lift her skirt and flash her white panties whenever we found ourselves alone. Being shy, I just smiled and pretended not to look. That made her giggle, because she is aware that I wanted to look. And so did it again and again.

That day I never got tired of her playful smile, her gentle kisses and, of course, her skimpy white panties. I don't know why she acted like that with me. Perhaps she just wanted to flirt and play one last time before she went home. Either way, I was sad the following day when she wasn't there. Summer camp wasn't the same without her.