The girls carried on talking to each other quietly."Uh, girls, can I ask a question? Uh... please?" What is it gay-boy?" laughed Isabelle.I decided no... to complain again. "Why are you doing this, I mean taking my hair off?" None of your business!" said Isabelle. "We feel like it."Deborah walked up to my face smiling. "We just want to help you look as pretty as you can be, isn't that right Isabelle?" She smirked at the other girl."That's it, we are consumed with curiosity, so we're going to go. Greg pointed out that when word spread, a lot of people would come out to gawk at the participants and a lot of pictures would probably end up on the Internet. Again, Maggie didn’t think that was a concern. She maintained that just being part of the scene and the resulting art would be worth it. I suddenly had a sinking feeling that we would both be naked next Sunday morning on the Monument grounds along with hundreds of others. I’d known Maggie for several years before we were married six. “I’ll bet you I can be undressed and on the bed before you can spell BRIDE, alright.”“Go on then, see if you can. B - R - I - D - E.”She’s undressed and laying on the bed in a seductive pose.“Hey, that’s great sweetheart, alright, I bet you I can be undressed and on the bed before you can spell GROOM.”So she spells “G - R - Ohhh - Ohhh - Mmmmm.”This one is compliments of John A. it may be a repeatTHE DUCK AND THE LAWYERA big city lawyer went duck hunting in rural North Wairarapa. He shot and. "Anyway, Hank got off me and I took off my dress. I decided to leave on my thigh-highs because I think they make me look sexy. I laid my dress over the back of a chair and crooked my finger at Stan, and he came over and sat between Joe and Hank. I kneeled on the floor in front of them and started sucking their cocks. While I was doing one guy, I jerked the others, then moved down the line. Every so often I gave the next guy in line a French kiss before I started to blow him. I don't know if.