." Misha nodded to the house."Yes, Bob's bets need placing. Anything for my Teddy Bear." No problem, I'm not going to hold you back, then. I would pro...ably only start moaning about him in the house, anyway. All he wants to do is work and buy pretentious stuff." Misha nodded to the house she shared with her husband -- the unappealing Ken.She conjured another memory; this one of Ken and her having a row. He had caught her perving on the old man next door, doing the garden with his shirt off when. I would takesome of my art markers and have one of my lovers at the time get naked andlay on the bed. I would draw designs on them for a couple hours or so.Each time, drawing something different, releasing parts of theirpersonality on them and sometimes mixing it with mine depending on both ofour attitudes or feelings at the moment towards one another. To mepermanent tattoos or drawing tattoos with art markers that in time fadeaway intensify a woman’s beauty and it makes me hunger for them even. I awoke when I heard a woman’s voice. She must have been speaking to a passing security officer. I quickly went into the small toilet and closed the door. It was a nurse who was checking Peterson Sr.’s vitals. She also woke him for some medication. Peterson Sr. seemed to still be functioning okay as he thanked the nurse as she left. He wasn’t the same man I remembered from my high school days. Physically he looked like a skeleton. Peterson Sr. had lost a massive amount of weight. As soon as. Breath whistling past his lips, Lou stripped Mary's dress over the curve of her hips and allowed it to fall around her feet. Lou's excitement at the prospect of the sensations soon to be delivered to him by this vibrantly alive young lass was intensified by her own excitement. His senses reeled. His manhood throbbed its need. When their naked bodies came together and Mary tilted her head to receive his kiss, he cupped the roundness of her buttocks in his hands and pressed her lower body closer.