I can't get a decent role in anything – not that there are many decent roles available anywhere – because nobody even bothers to consider me if it...requires more than riding on some clown's dick or licking a sweaty pussy. I did some cool stuff when I first started but in the last couple of years it's been basic." There are maybe a thousand better ways to break out of a stereotype than letting a guy you don't know wail on you with a stick," Derrick pointed out. Angel laughed again."Yeah and if. Is she beautiful?”“Yes, Harriet, very beautiful. Not in a wanton way, though. She was very sad, too, when I met her, and vulnerable.”“I can see where that attracted you,” Harriet threw in, even showing a smile. “A damsel in distress, beautiful and mysterious.”“It appeals to any man,” Tony grinned. “I felt kinship to her, too, thinking at that time that you had deserted me. We were two unhappy persons giving each other solace for one night. Think of it as akin to your own little trysts with. Dusty was content, and once a man becomes content, there’s not much you can do about it is there? He had no interest in sex or staying in shape, maybe it was depression from the football thing, or maybe it was low testosterone, but either way, despite my long, wavy blonde hair, natural double-d’s and admittedly great ass, Dusty wasn’t interested in me. I worked hard to stay in shape, to stay pretty for my husband, but he didn’t care, I didn’t stop trying though, but I did find someone else to. While they were gone I went to his room and start going through his drawers. There was nothing of interest there, but at the bottom of his closet, under some rain gear, was a box that had been waiting for him at the post office. When I opened it, I knew this summer was going to be a grand one.In the box was several panties, bikini and g-string style. Both black and white mesh nylons, garter belts, a short, tight dress and tiny bras. There were also a couple of dildos, a makeup kit, and a.