It looked like 'a happy smile for Karin', as though she was proud of her.All night long, it was all I could think about. I was tortured. I couldn't he...p wondering and fantasizing about what they might be doing. I wanted her home, but at the same time loved the excitement of it. It's crazy, I know. I don't know what it is about some of us guys that this turns us on. I don't understand it myself. I fantasized all night about her kissing him, and her legs opening to his exploring hands.She came. When we entered the place was dim and soft lighted and sparsely furnished and centered in the room was a large squared table with thick padding. It was possibly 8’ square and was not meant for dining, (on food) and I was about to learn that it was meant for pleasure.Without talk he undressed me and told me to get on the table, as he undressed. I was excited to see that he was hairless like myself as I never liked body hair, as it made me feel softer and a little feminine. He came over so that I. Rachel is her name. I live at 1172 Rochestre Road. I am marriedto Keith Overland. We have an awesome sex life. Well Mr. Overland it isabout to get better.I headed out of Borders and found Rachel's car. It was one of thosesmall Volkswagen things. I was supposed to go to Borders to buy weddingmagazines for my sister who is getting married next year. Fuck that Iam going buy lingerie in Mrs. Rachel's credit card and maybe I will endup fucking my sister's future husband. He is a hunk if I am. I want to take care of you, so, I need to know stuff.”“Then your plan is to keep me here for a week and then let me go?”“If you want to.”“You think I might decide what, to move in here with you?”“Yup.”All of her answers seemed to be just so matter-of-fact. No sign of a doubt at all.“Where do I find stuff for breakfast?”“Same place you would find them at your apartment?”“The fast food joint down the street?”“Really? Is it that bad?”“I guess it is.”Kendi dropped her head, as if praying, and took.