To a man, that is. They were accused of 'sleeping with the enemy.' Fem-terrorist conferences went so far as to expel their own lib-sisters if it was d...scovered they were dating guys. That was called 'fraternizing with the foe.'What this radical, exclusive and judgmental approach did to some vulnerable and impressionable women was sad indeed. But that was nothing compared to what it did to men. The cultural changes in North America and Europe saw the male model of manliness eviscerated and. "Sharon you are one sick minded bitch!"Shoving the thought aside I set about the usual Thursday routine of checking the cupboards to see what shopping we needed. Despite the normality of my tasks my mind kept drifting back to the weird thought of using my body to get my son to improve his school grades. Even walking around the supermarket an hour later couldn't stop that thought from resurfacing and what was worse was that the idea was actually turning me on! Thank God I'd had a shopping list. He had never had a woman before.He had often wanted to. Even now, he still had wet dreams about Miss Thomas, a teacher he'd had, and wet dreams also about some of the girls in the school he'd gone to. Beautiful girls like Susan."Well," the waitress said. "Are you going to order or are you going to sit there staring?" "Scotch and water," Jeff said.She left and came back a few minutes later with his drink. She saw him bring out a roll of bills and peel a dollar off the top. He didn't see the. I do not have the slightest inhibition in the matter. I often dream of standing stark naked surrounded by several naked men, eager to fuck me. I generally remain nude at home. When somebody comes to see me, I just wrap a towel around me. I do not wear a bra or panties even when I go out. I take care to show the vital parts of my body to others, both men and women. I love to be surrounded by men preferably nude men. I always long for male touch. The musky odour of men arouses me. Whenever I.