I hope you know that. I do love you Beth, and I don't really doubt you, I don't know what got into me yesterday. I guess it was several pints of beer,...but I shouldn't have said what I did. I'm sorry."She leant forward and kissed me on the cheek. "You're forgiven." No, I want to say sorry more than that. I do trust you, you know. Do you remember that Adam incident when we lived in London. I trusted you then. You were the one that told me that you had a bloke at work who was getting a bit silly. I knew that I was the tougher and slightlystronger of us,I always thought that brunettes are sexier and tougher thanblondes when totally evenly matched and I was shocked when I knew I lost andhad nothing left after our savage dirty catfight style fight. Now I have totell the whole story. I kept it secret for three years but I have to get itout. Read "My Blonde Experience" and this takes place three monthslater. I had to swallow my pride for taking ahorrible beating at the hands of this cute. Ryan wasn't really paying attention except to know that it was about sex or something. Everyone laughed when it was said that guys were like "dogs," when it came to sex.A girl he didn't know laughed and said, "That is so true!" when the person who was talking continued to say that girls don't understand that about guys, and that they "think they're going to marry the first guy they get with."Jen laughed too, and said, "I know!" to the girl."Girls think, 'We're gonna get married, '" she squealed. Hypnotic got a towel from the end table drawer and wiped her hands. She cleaned the come from his cock before she and Summer got up and got dressed. After Hypnotic finished dressing, she untied George from the bed. Hypnotic and Summer went downstairs to fix lunch.George wiggled his arms and legs until he felt the stiffness dissipate. His nipples were sore, and there were several red burns on his stomach. He pulled the sheet up over him and turned on his side. He looked at the clock on the.