No change.“Television as an art? Give me a break. It has successfully sunk to the lowest common denominator of society. I watched a ‘reality show�...� one night last week. I don’t know what planet those folks were living on if they considered it to be anything at all like reality. It was horrible.“There’s no such thing as family any more. Before the technilogical revolution, most marriages lasted a lifetime. Now, half of the marriages in this country end in divorce. Half of the adults in this. You can answer the door , I said, and I dare you to do it naked.She looked at me and smiled, Okay , she said walking into the kitchen to get some beer from the fridge. She came back in and handed me a beer and stretched, arms above her head, and looked so sexy, I dived off and the sofa and buried my face in her pussy, licking and sucking on her clit, she rode my face and pushed me onto the floor, her breathing got short, panting and moaning, she was ignoring everything just concentrating on. "I need you."His voice was rough as he tugged her sleeve. "Take this off."She sat back and reached for the edge of the nightgown. With her eyes locked on his, she began to draw it up.Cody's breathing grew ragged and his fingers dug into her thighs. He dropped his eyes to follow the blue silk as it slid up her body. He saw the smooth skin of her legs, the curls at their juncture, then the scar to the right of her navel. On instinct, he ran his hands over the V-shaped mark, remembering how she'd. And I notice this cute, older but hot, brunette woman checking me out. Now, I have never had any sexual interest in women. But her eyes on me were very flattering to me. I’m five feet ten inches tall, with very long and shapely legs, like a dancer’s legs but much sexier. My ancestry is French and Irish (I have a French first and last name). The Irish side of me gives a slightly reddish tinge to my brown hair, including my bush. The red lingerie goes very well with the red tinge in my hair. So.