”“There’s a story there.”“Yes. Not now ... unless you’d really enjoy forcing it out.”“Fuck no!.” He muttered softly, “I do not kno... if the world can survive you and Lucinda getting together.” I wondered what he meant.He said, “does that even mean what I insist you promise?”“Yah!”“I am so going to regret this. The fuckless truth is that you’re right: we are doomed if we cannot rebuild that boundary and put as much into the web as we can. You better live up to your promise to put yourself back. My only concern was the bulge in my tights was noticeable, and, if I got aroused at all, this could be an issue. I turned to Mary, and she was checking me out."You dirty old broad. I take it I look okay." Yes, you look more than okay."I heard Tracy whistle at me. She had on a Catwoman outfit that instantly tested the strength of my tights. Both Tracy and her Mom burst out laughing."I can't help it. She looks so damn sexy in that outfit."I turned around and adjusted things so it was not as. She smiled when she felt his hard-on. "Oh, you do like that fantasy, don't you?"Mike brought his hand to his lap and caressed his wife's pretty foot, tracing his fingers along the stocking seam running along her toes. "You know I do." Well, since you asked — yes, Ralph was bigger than you. And yes, it was exciting and all that. I mean, before we met I dated bigger guys, and it's exciting to hold something that big, and to be stretched that way. But I'm never been a size queen like some of my. At times their evenings ended in bed together, and the sex was great. But soon they started playing at different games, seducing innocent girlfriends and awkward boyfriends, loving wives and cheating husbands, leaving a nonchalant wake of broken hearts and disillusion – laughing at the debris and having a great time.It contrasted very nicely with the tedious routine of her studies, and the bland turn her life took after meeting Prue. Of course, she kept the girl in blissful ignorance about her.