.a little……umm flesh? Perhaps?”“Oh!” Robyn stood looking slightly shocked and glancing down at her bag. “I didn’t bring anything else...to wear, I’m sorry I didn’t know I had to!” She pouted.“No………..I…………….um!” Robert hesitated trying very hard now but unable to control his urges. “It’s not that I want to see you in more clothes…..!” He paused as he regained his composure and tried to act both professional and with some authority. “It’s actually less clothes that I was thinking of!” He. Jackie, now Jace, wasn't wearing the coat and hat, butlooked good as a pimp. I think trying to get into the role,Jace smiled at me, and said in the deepest voice possible,"Brandy. You're one hot bitch."Trying to keep the scene going, I put my hands on my hips,frowned at him and said, "Jace, such language. That's noway to talk to a lady." A lady! You're nothing but a high priced whore. Mywhore." Baby. You know I'm yours." You bet your sweet ass you're mine."I threw my arms around him and. John Cleland’s Fanny Hill, D H Lawrence’s Lady Chatterley’s Lover and others, the works of Henry Miller as well as the more prosaic classics. Her mother explaining that both men and women had sexual desires and that meeting them and not being surprised by the act of carnal love would stand her daughter in good stead, something Mary was cautiously passing on successfully to her girls.She had been a good wife, of that she was certain; faithful too, save in her mind. She remained a virgin until. The dog nuzzled at her crotch at the sudden new smell of her. Cassie froze, not knowing what to do. Should she push Coalie away, or should she pretend she didn’t notice anything?“Damned dog seems mighty interested in your puss, Girl” she heard Grampa say, “why don’t you open up and let him get a good sniff at you?”“W-what d-do you mean, Grampa?” she stuttered.“Pull up your dress and open your legs and let him have a good smell at your panties.”Cassie felt another little gush of moisture leave.