Blonde and blue eyed, and about 5'6", Kay is built like the proverbial brick shithouse. She often jokes, that she got the tits that Ann missed, a very...hefty 36 DD. But, other than her tits, she is slender hipped and has nice, slender, well muscled legs. To keep trim, Kay is fanatic about working out on a Stairmaster. When she arrived, I was surprised to see that she had lost a few more pounds, which emphasized her large breasts even more.Anyway, Kay arrived and moved into the back guest room. . and He was fucking gorgeous! My breath caught in my throat. "H-hi," came a squeak from my mouth. I blushed hearing my own voice like that. In front of me was the most handsome, sexy, hunky guy I had ever seen. He was six foot four and very muscular, like a football player or a weightlifter. He had black wavy collar-length hair and green eyes that seemed to look right into my soul. A firm chin with a stubble beard and a smile that took away my breath all over again. He was impeccably dressed. .. my dreams. I linked with all four and climbed inside.What I found there shook me right down to my very soul.When I say soul I don't mean soul in the religious sense. I don't think that kind of soul exists. I don't mean soul in the way a poet or musician does either, although I do believe that kind of soul actually does exist. No, what I mean by soul is the place deep down inside myself where the tiny, unquenchable little flame that is the core of my existence resides. My will, my power .... And I remember I kinda had a thing for you. Jimena had so many grandchildren, and when one of the others would come and pick her up after work, I’d always be disappointed when it wasn’t you.” Then she felt her cheeks heating up, realizing she might have said too much, giving away how she felt about him, even back then.Not even aware that she was blushing, sitting down on the edge of her desk, smiling, Damien shook his head. “Wow, talk about a small world. I thought it was amazing when I.