She let me have the "privileged" (as she called it) of opening thedoor first.I had to stand up on tiptoe to even reach the big handle but Imanaged som...how and we walked inside."Whadda-ya think, fourteen?" she asked calling me by my number nowfor some reason.I knew exactly what I thought when I saw all that pink paintedfurniture sitting on that plush white carpet with little dolliessitting on a shelf and a great big pink canopy bed off to theright. I thought 'I think I'm gonna throw up', that's. Unlike Stacy, who went with saline implants. Amanda had string implants, which Brian had never heard of, but he made a note to himself to read about it later. "Well that's all of it," Amanda said, as they were finally able to close the door. Brian looked at the apartment. It looked full again. There was another couch, a love seat and an entertainment center on the far wall. She had also brought another television as well as other things that made the apartment look lived in again. "Sorry, I. As I reached up, I felt Ashley's hands go up my shirt. I jerked back. She giggled. I reached up again and I felt her hands go across my stomach and slide slowly up my shirt. And I have no fucking idea why, knowing what I'd seen earlier, but I felt my dick starting to get hard in my jeans.I got the containers out of the cupboard and I handed them to her. She put them on the stove next to the refrigerator, walked up to me, pushed her chest against me, and I felt her boobs press into my shirt. She. ”Wife, increasingly agitated: “Oh he did, did he?”Maria: “The third reason is that I am better at sex than you in the bed.”Wife: really boiling now and through gritted teeth “And did my husband say that as well?”Maria: “No Señora...”The gardener did.”Wife: “So then, how much did you have in mind?”Lying around, pondering the problems of the world, I realized that at my age I don’t really give a rat’s arse anymore ... If walking is good for your health, the postman would be immortal ... A whale.