I watched her falling asleep, noting the changes in her breathing and how her chest rose and fell, the faint outlines of her dark nipples just visible...through her night dress.I was so turned on, there was no way I was going to sleep. I finally couldn't take it anymore and had to have a peek at her. I slowly eased the bottom of her night dress up over her knees and up, up expecting to see panties and found instead her naked vagina! She was covered in a lovely, natural coat of hair and I wanted. ''Ik heb het echt niet. En als ik het wel zou hebben, wel, ik bennog maar net thuis, dus dan moet ik het nog bij me hebben.'Demonstratief haal ik mijn zakken leeg en gooi mijn spullen optafel.'Hier mijn portemonnee, hier Uw betaalkaart, ziet U wel, niets.''Je kan het wel verstopt hebben. Mogen we even verder kijken?'En zonder op mijn antwoord te wachten, kijkt ze alles na, mijnportefeuille, mijn portemonnee, mijn sleutelbos, maar ze vindennatuurlijk niets. Ik heb het geld ook helemaal niet.Maar. Her makeup wasperfect.She reached out her hands and grabbed mine."I'm Dr. Ryan," she said. "But you can call me Kim. Everyone else does." Hi, Dr. Ryan...Kim," I said. "I'm Destiny." Oh, that's a lovely name," she said. "Won't you sit down? Might I get acup of tea?" That...that would be nice," I said.She bustled across the room. "So you were recommended by Cynthia? Lovelygirl. She took my course last summer when I was a visiting professor atBethany College. Is she still into music?" Um...yes.. ”“Holy shit! Is that why…?”“Yes, my husband knows and he is batshit about it. He is a first class asshole and I really have no idea why I married him, but fuck it now you know. So there will be no issues from us. Do her, it’s her birthday she deserves a good fuck.” To say I was stunned was an understatement. Soon the other two rejoined the table and I couldn’t help but get excited thinking about rolling around with Blond Ashley. A slow song came on, and I stood and asked her to dance. She held.