”Sunday, October 29, 1961 1:40amIn the aftermath of their lovemaking, Jesse lay on his back, awake, hearing the soft rhythmic sound of Candice as sh... slept. He sighed, leaned over and kissed her lightly on her cheek. Slipping carefully out of bed and getting dressed, he made his way out of the apartment and toward his mother’s car. It was almost two in the morning and he knew there would be questions later in the morning about where he was and what he was doing. His response would require some. Her fingertips danced lightly across the flesh of my chest. I could feel her touch and yet it was so feather light, I simply laid still, …feeling. As with the artist, using the stroke of the brush, instead she used her tongue and lips, on my chest, which was now her canvas. As she pulled herself away from me, she lifted her skirt, and without my being able to see the source, she brought back a moistened finger traced it on my lips, like lip cover, then kissed me softly. The taste and scent was. And I have been bi-curious ever since my early sexual experiences. My slim size 10-12 body is still good. I wear skimpy g-strings everywhere I go and I love the feel of my naked arse cheeks rubbing against my clothes and men (and women) ogling my good firm arse.Not long afterwards I told one of my bisexual lady friends, Vivian, about our conversation. She is around my age, still attractive to both sexes and from some of the tales she has told me a very adept lover.“I am willing and able, let’s. It was no good though. He was unable to arouse any interest.He held various parties in return and found those more fun because he was not paired off with someone. None of the women he met at these parties appealed to him. Sure, some of them were physically very attractive but they bored him quite quickly. They did not have Rachel's spontaneity or quick sense of humour nor, he sensed, her wisdom. Furthermore, he reckoned that most of them had an ulterior motive: land a moneyed widower.On the.