.. with women.It would have driven her crazy, if he hadn’t convinced her to start the renovation right away. What helped even more was that he insis...ed that she do a lot of the work with him.It took three weeks of working side by side, and of helping him tear down walls, build walls, being taught how to paint by him, and then helping him do that, before she began to think of him as Bobby the builder more often than she thought of him as Bobby the sex machine. He taught her how to finish. I don't know how much she actually made from it butshe is now driving a new Porsche.I think Paul will star in her sequel although he's not aware of it yet.To Tracie's credit she isn't one to coerce anybody into doing somethingthey don't want to do. She's just biding her time till Paul comes to hissenses. Just like I was in the early stage of hormonal treatment he is abit confused and is gradually losing his masculine identity. I can tellby the clothes he's buying. I gave him some advice and. I was wide open. It took me a long time in thebathroom to compose myself and what I just realized is that Jack neverchecked on me once. Fucking prick.Finally I was able to stand and walk back into the room. I was stillnaked and shaking. Jack was on the phone as I gingerly tried to sitdown. I was able to, thankfully. Then I got back up and went to my bagto find something, anything that would keep me warm. Nothing. It's themiddle of summer. I didn't have a sweatshirt or anything. I. I laid down for a minute and gently rubbed the tops of my nipples, enjoying the pain and the pleasure running through my body. Next up had to be my Wattenberg pinwheel. I laid back down and ran the wheel over my stomach first. Then to my thighs. At this point, my pussy was drenched and was aching to be taken care of. But not yet, the buildup is half the fun. As I ran the wheel, feeling the spikes dig into my very sensitive skin of my under breasts, the image of my sons erection entered.