Her fantasies seemed very personal and she wasn’t sure she wanted to share them even with her husband. They exposed a little more of herself than sh... liked to have out there. Seeing that Bridget was reluctant, Don decided he should share first. While he had much wilder fantasies, he chose one that seemed relatively tame and Bridget would be open to trying. ‘Okay, remember that these are just fantasies so don’t take this the wrong way. I’m not saying I would want to do this, except with you if. I am merely trying to be tongue-in-cheek, satirizing the somewhat trite cliches and images that abound here. I’m not trying to piss anyone off, so please, don’t take it personal. I know I wouldn’t. Thanks a bunch. * * * * * I lost in thought at the moment, thinking about the malaise endemic to society in recent weeks. I was also thinking about how cool it would be to have an 11-inch cock. Soft. ‘Boy, bet that would hurt though. It would probably bruise a cervix or two,’ I reasoned. In an. He was not very successful; I know, because I kept peeking at him.Ron finally lost his shoes and socks, and then his shirt. We were down to the last spin; the next loser would end the game. The spinner went around and around, and stopped at one. John and I had lost. I looked at Kim and she said, “John can’t lose any more but you can. Spin and see.”I lost. I looked at John and stood up. He knelt in front of me, put his fingers on the elastic of my shorts and pulled them down. I was naked in. His skirt twirled as he turned around to face his mother,his mouth in a disapproving line as he sat with a cup of coffee at thekitchen table. Normally he'd have started to clean after Karen went toschool. Robert checked himself. He'd made sure that not waking up intime didn't interfere with his appearance. What could be the problem?"Sit down and eat something. You don't want to run out too fast. You'vegot plenty of time to get to school." He pointed to a chair that Robertcurtly sat down in. He.