“Lynn, I think I can honestly say that I love you too.”She looked into my eyes and was tearing up. She kissed me, firmly and held it for a while. ...he realized that her pussy was on my leg and she began to press it against me. She brought up her knee and just as her knee touched my balls she stopped it and smiled.“There they are.”She reached down with her hand and slid right past my enlarged, rigid cock and softly ran her fingers around the light hair on my balls. She drew circles and figure. "Camille reached out to put her hand over his. Comforting him in a friendly way. "Don't worry hopefully Marissa will soon see what a wonderful person you are."Giovanni blushed and moved his hand away leaving Camille feeling more hopeless than ever. Gene wondered how Camille could deal with loving Giovanni and not having him respond back. Or how she could even be friends with the girl that Giovanni admired so much. Camille was a strong and beautiful woman and Gene knew what he had to do.Back at. Come on in." So am I," she said. "What do you mean?" I asked."Oh nothing" she replied, eyeing me up.I invited her in for a cup of coffee. She came in and we sat at the kitchen table. We began talking like old friends. We continued talking when she got to the point as to why she was here. She told me that Tom has been coming around here a lot. "He didn't tell you?" I asked with a confused look. I told her he was coming over to fix a bunch of issues and to make sure that everything was in working. And as he did so, she said “Again we see the stark similarities between males and females as this subjects back is no different than ours. However, if he were to engage in hard, physical labor over a long period, his back muscles would define and become larger than a woman's would in similar circumstances. Again, this is a product of evolution as women, while certainly working hard in the household, tended to do lighter lifting and things that required more time than strength.”“We take note.