I give myself a corny thumbs up in the mirror and head to the computer.Once logged into the date, I find that Mr. Darcy (don't you love his screen nam...?) is already logged in; he is always here. First, punctuality is very telling. When I am logged in, he says, “Good Evening, Jill,” and there it is…The Voice. That masculine, sexy, warm ray of sunshine envelops me and lights me up from the inside out. How can three words make me want to smile, do cartwheels, and giggle, all while making me. Things would have stayed like this if it wasn't for the school prom, we went as a foursome, Robbie had brought along a bottle of Vodka to spice up our soft drinks. By the end of the evening they were all more than merry, except me, I was driving."Let's park up down by the lake," suggested a drunken Robbie."Yeah," chorused the two girls. It was not that I didn't fancy session with Debbie, I just didn't fancy hearing Kelly and Robbie at it in the back. Debbie was all over me, I quickly stripped. While I had been taking, I had been setting up the tripod and video camera. When I was finished, I left.VickyWhen I returned it was with a nervous naked Vicky holding my hand. I stood her in her dad’s line of sight and gently caressed her. Not only did her face turn pink with a blush, her whole body blushed pink. I kissed her softly. Her dad struggled a bit but quickly gave up. He watched us closely. I ran my hands over her small firm boobs, tweaked her nipples, and caressed her naked. Their culture allows them to have any woman in the village as a lover, as long as she is married to their age mate or a person of the same age. The married woman is allowed to have one boyfriend as long as she does not get pregnant by him. Many women prefer Maasai warriors as lovers, they like the fact that the Maasai are well lecherous endowed. Size does matter. Maasai warriors literally move around in the nude with only a flimsy bright red cloth covering the front and back. So when you get a.