We sat in sand there,ate noodles …. And she wanted to play in water so we both got into the beach played for hours and got drenched in water …..an... its 7 ‘o clock so we started return to her room. There she asked me to have a cup of coffee . So i readily accepted. To my luck her room mate left to her home city because of some family problems so latha was tensed to sleep alone …. So she req me to stay back that night….. I acceptedShe was happy and we had dinner and that room consists of single. No one should have to worry for one second that their spouse would do what Julie had done. But the pictures… Julie had to say something, anything… But no words came. ‘Jesus! Look at this!’ Gary yelled into the phone. Look? Look at what? Before Julie could ask, Gary answered. ‘My loving fucking wife with another guy’s dick in her mouth!’ Was he looking at one of those pictures right now? It was both creepy and scary. He was angry and, judging by his speech, perhaps a little drunk. What if, in. Yes, I fell totally in lust, when I saw those big tits and so did every guy in there. Maybe I will be in tonight, you owe me one for this!’ Later that afternoon there was a knock on the door. I guy was standing there with two dozen red roses. He had a note that read, I am really sorry for last night, here is my phone number, please call, Judy. Judy and I have been together ever since. After dating for two months we decided to move in together. We moved into my apartment cause it was closer to. I told her I had taken the tests and scored a 23. “Typical heterosexual male, then,” noted Sylvia. “But not fanatical about it, which I like.” Jay said that I wanted him to take the tests. Sylvia told him that the discussion with Dr. Wagoner after the tests was the real value. Jay would get additional insights into himself that he didn’t have to share with anyone unless he wanted to. “What does a 23 mean?” asked Valerie. I nodded at Sylvia. “It means that he is a typical heterosexual male. He.