”“Just like I’m going to do.”“Quite.”“Well I can understand that, what do your parents say?”“Not told them, I don’t want my mum tr...ing to take it all from me, IF I get it, cos I’m still not totally convinced.”“Well I hope that you do Eva. Now, have you noticed those boys staring at our legs, lets give them a bit more to look at.”“Jeez Jade, you’re worse than me.”“I doubt that, it’s just that you’ve got something else on your mind.”Then Eva swing her knees wide apart for a couple of seconds then. They get their kicks by being fruity. And secretlygay." No," John insisted in a panic. "I'm straight." Right," Linda said sarcastically. "You certainly LOOK straight, John."Carl laughed. "You can hardly call him John." He gave the humiliatedhusband a hard look and asked him, "What do you call yourself when youget dressed up?" I... it's..." He hung his head. "Jemma." Well, Jemma," Carl said with his hand still on Linda's shoulder. "Whydon't you apologize to your lovely wife for keeping. Sherry was black, about 5'4" and was a cuddly sort of BBW with short black hair. Although I had never met him, her husband was a complete tool. A white Harvard MBA who could probably only achieve orgasm when re-enacting a scene from one of his fraternity pledge parties. Sherry was an openly sexually frustrated woman, and it made for a wonderful chemistry between us. She would complain openly about her husband's "short cummings" and laugh like one of the boys when she wasn't getting enough. She has always been one to keep to herself ever since I had known her. She stayed in her room then came downstairs and said she was going for a bike ride. She came back an hour later, flushed and drenched with sweat, and I heard her go upstairs and turn the shower on... I said okay, this is my perfect chance if there ever will be one to see her nude! Problem is, how can I catch a glimpse of her with the door locked in the bathroom? Our guest bathroom floor is white marble-tiled, and when the.