She came to work at five-thirty in the morning, waited tables, collected her tips, and went home to her tiny apartment at two-thirty in the afternoon....There she showered, changed clothes and watched television until it was time to go to bed.On Tuesdays, she washed her clothes, shopped for a few groceries and other necessities of life, and watched television. This was her life. All of her life.The next day was a Tuesday, and she watched herself with a faint tingle of awareness as she went. Those nipples caused her more trouble than anything else about her body. They were always in her consciousness because they always felt so ... so ... good. She'd been seized by the urge to rub and squeeze them a lot lately, and when she did it caused the most lovely sensations to run through her body. It also made her feel ... well ... good between her legs.Loni knew about where babies came from. She'd seen several childbirths. But she couldn't believe some of the stories she heard. Like that. “Do try not to mark that sofa, it will cost a fortune to get it re-covered, if you must do that can’t you do it in the bedroom or something”.Emma’s face was a picture; she was absolutely incredulous at Caroline’s story.“You’ve got to be joking hun. What’s the matter with him”?“I’m just not sexy enough for him, he’s always wanking sat in his office at the computer, I found loads of pictures hidden away in his files. Why does he wank at them when he could be fucking me”?Caroline’s eyes filled. I told him I believed him but maybe I should have asked him to prove it."I laughed a little when he said that. "That's what I would have done. For sure."Josh looked at the clock. Fuck, my mom will be here any second. You have to go right now. We will continue this conversation tomorrow and I'll tell you who my top choice would be.I rushed out of his house before his mom showed up.- - - - -The next day we decided to make each other cum doing a 69 again. It was just as hot as the day before.Then.