In fact, I think it's a lot healthier than wearing clothes." "Healthier?" asked Marsha. "You'll have to explain that one to me." Karen interrupted jus... then and said, "Excuse me while I go and wash up, I'm pretty dirty from gardening." Becky and Marsha smiled at Karen as she left. "Well," Becky began, "first off, I sleep much better. I never have bumps or dents in my skin from tight clothes, my circulation is better, there is the increased vitamin D intake from the sun, but most importantly, it. Ed isn't always quite sane if he's on dry land.I look at Barb. She's the grown up version of Trina and most of the girls I dated in high school - which was undoubtedly exactly what I find so appealing about her. She looked like Trina. I hope Trina's life works out as well - basically happy and healthy. But without the five-year break in her sex life."What?" Barb asks me."Nothing. I just sorta realized that you remind me of one uh my ex-girl friends." Trina." Alex says."You see it too?" I. "Hey babe, Kristen has told me everything," she said with a smile, walking over to kiss me in front of Kristen. She went on to explain about Kristen's growing curiosity over sex, and her immediate interest in my big dick. When my daughter told my wife about me spying on her, she was intrigued rather than pissed off. They set about a plan of seducing me, and using me to instruct our daughter about sex. My wife laughed as she told me about helping Kristen put on the revealing clothes. "I knew. This smoke, these scales, those nails. And I’m hinting about bed rooms and blankets. Complaining of the cold just so you can warm me. Touch me, taste me, feel me, desire me, want me, so much that we burn with passion. So much that it aches. Tow drinks later and I’m in a backseat. One back seat later, we are at your front door. Now I’m stumbling to your bedroom, but how I knew were it was, I’ll never know. So I make your bed and lay down. Pretend I have every intention of sleep. But my claws.