———————– December 23 It rained. It’s never happened before. I don’t really know what to make of it. The sky just wept for hours. ... sat on the front porch of the beach house, under the tin roof, and listened to it beat down. Eventually I got up to pour a glass of red wine, and to light some candles. By late afternoon it looked like a little shrine around me–candles flickering, a half-finished bottle of wine on the table, and me–staring straight ahead into the gloom, watching the lightning flash. .. more than what the hormones had done sofar. And the person that emerged from the door walked with the motionand confidence of a sexy female. "Wow!" is all Cathleen could say."Do you like it, baby?" I love it!" Cathleen replied.They went to the car and Cathleen settled in to drive. She looked overand said, "do you want to go shopping, Heather?" I'd love to!" as the right leg expertly crossed over the left and thebody shifted toward Cathleen. "But I'm John, not Heather," he said witha coy. The angle pushed Tim’s penis into her G-spot, sending massive waves of pleasure through her body. The momentum unleashed her big, bouncing boobs from her bra, almost suffocating him. Tim couldn’t see what was happening but could feel her hard perk nipples rubbing on his lips. He gently stuck out his tongue, flicking her nipple as it bounced up and down in front of his mouth. Tim must have been close because Alba could feel his penis throbbing hard and his eyes started roll towards the back of. ‘No. He slept on the floor when he stayed at the flat and I had my own room at his house.’ she confessed. ‘He didn’t even get undressed in front of me. He thought that men and women shouldn’t see each other naked.’ ‘Wow, what a weirdo!’ I said, regretting it immediately. ‘Sorry, there was no need for that!’ I said, hoping that she didn’t think I thought she was a weirdo by association. ‘Don’t worry about it Vicky, he was a weirdo. I was glad when he moved away. I was really stuck in a rut with.