Why would I be?”“Because you were expecting to get laid, you idiot!”“No; I knew there was a chance I’d get laid. There are never any guarant...es.”“Oh, for Pete’s sake!” she hissed. “Seriously?”“What?”“Do you know how frustrating you are?”“I’ve been told that before, but I’m totally missing the point. Did you want me to be upset?”“No! But you’re unpredictable and THAT is annoying!”“I’m perfectly predictable,” I said. “Have I put pressure on you about this? Heck, have I even ASKED for it?”“No. Not. I could feel her get more and more wet as i rubbed her folds and clit hard yet lovingly, kissing more and more, while still staying quiet, which was getting harder to do, but that also made it fun as we both listened carefully to people moving around us. Jenn then slowly moved down until she sat before me, having kissed her way down along my neck, breasts, stomach and waist, gently caressing my sides as she kissed my thighs, whispering sweet and loving things to me before she planted a kiss on. The view from the balcony, where he would be doing the barbequing, was sweeping, rather than being a blank wall. Neither Kevin nor Carla had ever had much interest in the view, and they had selected the apartment for its other qualities. While he did the cooking, Donna got to know Fred and Wilma, and they mostly talked about Kevin, his children, and children in general. When she mentioned working in a day care center, they expressed a certain amount of envy, at the way she was around the. A lot of men wear pantyhose, but they usually keep it a secret. I think you are pretty bold for wearing them here to school he said. Am I in trouble? I asked. No not at all. I fact, I think its great that you wear hose he said. Theyre actually tights. My mom wears them to exercise in and I just like the way they feel on my legs and feet, and they way the look on me I replied. I was red with embarrassment and shame but I must confess that I was getting a little aroused by the conversation. Well.