50 then please love” a voice said. Recognizing the chocolate smooth voice I looked up, it was the bus driver, mark, who took me to college every day... the one who everyone’s current fantasy revolved around. I certainly couldn’t look at him without blushing let alone speak. He obviously didn’t recognize me so I decided to have some fun. “OH Honey don’t you charge less for cash” “No what else you got” “What you offering me” I whispered “Oh behave you naughty girl and sit down” I took my place. When you wear a racing suit, I can see your nipples and I want to kiss them. And in that bikini, I want to slide my hands over your bare skin and then up to your breasts, and down to your..." It was clear to them both that her body excited him; he tried to put his hands in front of his stiff penis, but they could not hide it completely."You look at me? But what about all the teenage girls, in their tiny suits or their skintight racing outfits?" I like a woman with curves. They are children. And. Tad worked, too -- part-time -- but we barely had enough money to get by on. The tiny apartment we rented was over someone's two-car garage in their back yard. Humble.But we were happy. We'd both been virgins when we'd married, but despite our lack of sophistication, we quickly became eager and highly compatible sex partners. I had been worried a little about Sex, marrying Tad when neither of us had any past experience worthy of the word.Not to worry. The sex was fantastic, almost from the very. (L) And then, as your loving sister, I will help you deal with your wetness.(J) She wanted George so much.(L) She still does. We helped both of them achieve their dreams.(J) We knew what George liked... (L) Exactly, we were both his lovers. We understood him, she was what he wanted or maybe what he needed, even if he didn’t realize it yet.(J) We dressed nice, attractively. In simple flattering dresses that let our natural beauty shine through. We only wore a tiny ‘smidge’ of makeup, just to.