I tried to get a feel of her last night, and she said she would never do that until she was married. I think you are lying.”“I’m not! I felt her... they were like cantaloupes, I swear! And they were so soft, it was like holing a pillow or water balloon.”At that time, I stood up and moved behind him, and said “Cantaloupes, you say? What are like cantaloupes Freddy?”Then came several minutess of stammering as he tried to pass it off as when he helped them with the breakfast prep the week. In the police station interview room the only sound for a couple ofminutes was that of Jean quietly sobbing. The screen then came aliveagain, showing in quite gruesome detail, the operations done on a manwho, once they started work on his face, was quite clearly Arthur. Asmall legend at the bottom right of the screen said 'sound track off'.It was at this point she was joined by a man who introduced himself asIan Phelps, her solicitor and once he arrived, the police officer leftthe room. He. So we stepped out of the shower.. I grabbed a towel, still being self conscious about being naked and she grabbed my hand and led me to her room.... She had pushed me back on the bed and what stood in front of me was the most gorgeous perfectly sculpted woman I had ever seen in my life... I noticed as she got on the bed she was tugging at my towel.... I let her remove it because it was only fair even though I had nowhere near the body she did... as she started to kiss me, bite my neck, and run. And no, we didn't all always pull a new chick bothnights, every week. We had some fuck buddies and, hell, some nights thepickings were so slim I'd rather not fuck at all than fuck what wasthere." Right," she clearly thought I was exaggerating but, honestly, I wasn't.Not really. The truth of it was that Joe, Dan and I each held adifferent appeal to our partners. I was blond, they were dark haired. Ihad been toned to fuck with washboard abs. Joe? He had the build of arunner, thin but dense with.