Don't they turn you on, my dearest? I think they do; they must do. I hope that they do." You know that they do," he shuddered, for she was sliding her...tiny fingers into his fly and she was exploring inside. There was a pair of black boxer shorts that she found there, and a generous bulge that was getting bigger and larger because her hand was groping and teasing it out. "What about my pussy and my ass, Howie?" came her innocent repost. "Did you look at them as I danced in Salome? When I was. His hands spent a lot of time on my ass as we danced and the fact that other people were noticing that only encouraged me. We spent about three hours dancing and Stan said it was time to go. My thoughts were that it was getting time to cum.Stan lives alone so I was surprised to see another car in the driveway. Not knowing whose car it was nor why they would be there puzzled me. I hoped that nothing happened that would cause Stan to have to leave. We enterred the house to find Ken sitting on the. Understood?"Fred nodded in agreement which set his prodigious boobs oscillating. Hereached up and cupped them to settle things down."If someone gives you a really hard time, don't get mad, and none of yourmacho Marine bullshit. Pout, stick your lip out, stare at the floor, andcry if you're able. They will crumble I guarantee it."In self-deprecating style and with an acid tongue, Fred sarcasticallyanswered, "Yes mother, I promise no catfights tonight. I'll be a goodgirl."Upon entering the. Itoo, thought he had a masculine appeal that any woman would swoonfor. Looking me directly in the eye, he asked me in. "Miss Andrews, please come in. It is nice to meet you again." This was the second time I had met Mr. Holmes. The first time waswhen my wife introduced me to him after their second date back whenshe wanted me to give her permission to continue seeing him. I methim in my femme persona and found him to be a good match for her eventhough I felt threatened by that as well. But, as a.