.it was alljust innocent fun between a slightly oversexed middle aged guy and ateenage girl who knew how to push the right buttons. Even Paul noticeda...d would kid me about it.It didn't hurt that she was a really good looking girl....tall....slender.....small chested but perfectly ok....and long long legs thatwere like a gift from heaven. I had always had a thing for girls withlong legs. Plus she often wore shoes with heels which empahsized themeven more. There were times she would be sitting. ..or any one of your other sick little fantasies. I wondered what kind of a fucked up asshole wouldn’t care. Somewhere along the line, I ended up admitting the truth to myself. I wanted it too.” She smiled malevolently. “And not just because, even at your best, you’re pretty average.” The other guy reluctantly moved to stand up, clearly feeling uncomfortable, but, maintaining her vice grip on his cock, Allison stopped him. “And you, you fucking disappointment...I had such high hopes for you.. About her reflection. What was it?Her head snapped upright, and ten seconds later she was in her bedroom, looking in the mirror, horrified.Rather than the long, straight river of gold which had been hers since the moment she had first come into existence, her hair was fire-red, tumbling about her head in a mass of riotous curls. She looked wildly from the mirror to Bill, her hands shaking as she clawed at her head frantically.Suddenly, she knew."You!" she shouted, hurling herself across the. ‘He asked me if I wanted to fuck – not in those words, but almost. He invited me over to his apartment for the afternoon.’ Lynn was laughing but I didn’t think it was funny. She had made such a fool of herself over him and I guess I was still not sure of her. She must have read my thoughts again – she was always doing that. ‘Bobby, you can trust me. Face it Bobby, you have to trust me. I went shopping after bridge, but I could just as easily have gone to Bill’s place and fucked him and you.