" Don't you want to marry again?" Athena asked. I remember to have been astonished."I think that thought had never crossed my mind," I said, and I mea...t it, at least up until that very minute.In hindsight, one of the most pleasing aspects of our relationship was the complete openness. No subject was taboo—even things that at first would have been out of question to know, names, jobs, addresses, the tags that the world uses to label people—were later no big deal; they were uninteresting or just. He looked back and forth from me to his sister as if comparing our bodies. I hoped that he saw something in me that he liked because his sister was so damn fine that it was intimidating. I watched as Robert's cock rose to full hardness and he climbed off the bed and walked over to me."Well, well what do we have here? Look Leslie, have you ever seen a naked dyke up close?"I didn't appreciate being called a dyke and I turned to walk out when Robert grabbed my arm."Not so fast, you came in here. As you can tell, she’s a mix of races. A true exotic beauty.”I watched as the guys stuffed her garter with tips. She took several of the bills using her ample breasts. A guy would hold up the bill and she would squeeze her tits together grasping the money.One guy put a bill on each side of his head, just above his ears. Molasses put a big boob on each side of his head, his face buried in her cleavage, then squeezed and rubbed her tits up and down as she took both bills. The other guys cheered. Even from my school days , I was quite maintaining a distance with girls which later became my exposed character among my friends and classmates during my college days.Even if I dint have a good rapport with any girls, I liked to fantasize them for my pleasure deeds. During my final year, people around me were sarcastically showing their concern to me saying that I never got a chance to feel a girl, but they had managed to have many chances to fulfill theirs. This thought changed into a.