Part of the former iCarly producer couldn't blame them, as he watched beads of sweat cascade along her taut stomach, but there was looking out of admi...ation, and just being creepy. Casually, he walked in front of Tori, blocking their perverted view."What's wrong?" she asked, seeing an upset look on his face."Nothing…" he lied as she stared at him, pushing him to be honest, "…just hate how some people just leer, like they have no decency or whatever." Oh, those guys? Pshh…" Tori said with a. No worrying about leaving me all alone when you run into the bedroom, no worrying about being all lovey-dovey in front of me just because I'm single—I don't want to get in the way of you two having some romantic time on your anniversary." Tracy, I promise that won't happen."With a squeal of delight, she gave me a quick hug around the neck and turned back to her work station.As always, I inwardly groaned at the view of Tracy's magnificent boobs in that fuzzy pink sweater. My wife was built. Kelly liked her men fit, but not overly muscled. Like many women she found muscle men ugly. Her husband had been fit, but was developing a growing paunch and his chin was starting to double. Hadrian puled off his top with his free hand. He could have competed in a body sculpting competition. He wasn't attractive, but there was something about his size that made her fall to her knees. She didn't know why and latter that day pretended her legs had grown tired. Kelly just fell to her knees in the. I glanced sideways at her and knew… it was her acceptance that was more significant to me than any other woman’s. Perhaps my limited experience was to blame – I had experienced sex with Miranda only – but I wanted to experience it with her again. ‘Are you OK?’ she asked. ‘Yes,’ I answered. ‘Something gave me occasion to think, so I paused the movie.’ ‘Oh. Well, what are you thinking about?’ she said, moving slowly towards the couch and sitting on the arm farthest from me. ‘It’s… personal.’.