You caught my eye from the moment you walked in. “ she explains as she walks closer to me standing directly behind me.Her hazel green seems to glow ...s she comes close to me they are like smaller green. She stands closer to me rubbing her hand over my shoulders slowly as she flips her long long naturally long loose blond hair over my shoulders covering me with it. While with her hands she goes over and under between my arms reaching over and gently grabbing my t. and squeezing them while slowly. Polite, but not intimate. She had told me that she was shy and not anything like she appeared online, but I hadn't really believed her. And why should I? She had begged to be questioned about the most secret particulars of her sexuality. She titillated me with tales from her teens, of her wedding night, of romantic interludes in the ten years that she had been married. I was the only one that knew that she sometimes touched herself. I was the only one that knew that she secretly penned erotica.. He was a good friend and we stayed in contact while I was in the service. He had gotten married two years ago and had a son. I've never met his wife or son. They weren't with him today; I guess I would meet them at another time.Milton is a story of his own. His friends call him Bear since he kind of looks like one. I'll refer to him both ways in this story. He is an ex-biker that rode with a pretty rough group of guys. He had pretty much stopped hanging with the biker group when I first met. I said "No not Barry" and she winked at me. When Barry had finished he went home to wash his hands, and Donna said "Get him back".I rang him and said his garage door was unlocked, he came on ten minutes later and as he checked the garage Donna was talking to him. The next thing I knew he was in our kitchen drinking a glass of orange, Donna was asking him alsorts of wierd questions regarding his sex life, and all the answers were like he hadn't had sex much.Donna said "Come upstairs Barry and.