She- I know, that’s why you feel 3-4 minutes are enough for you in the washroom.Saying this she laughed. I spoke.Me – I didn’t do anything in th... washroom.She- really, then did you really used to freshen up for that much time?Me – No, I just used to feel your lingerie for some time.She- So dirty you are.Me- No, I am your admirer.She didn’t say anything. I hugged her from behind. She just moaned and said-please. I whispered in her ear- you smell so sweet. Saying this I started smelling her. She. Her feelings underwent a complete turnabout, as she became jealous of Marguerite and the attention that Ed had given her. In hindsight, she wondered how she could have doubted Ed for even a minute.In the dining room, Shuana was waiting for Marguerite to cool down a little. The kitchen was currently a very dangerous place to be and for the time being she preferred the dining room. She flinched as she heard the sounds coming from the kitchen. It hurt to listen as Marguerite threw pots and pans. She asked me why I didn't like her and I explained that her personal hygiene left a bit to be desired. George and other folks from the Med might appreciate the rankness that I was confronted with but not me.I never have been a lover of pubic hairs on a woman, I like them as smooth as a cue ball. I certainly could not put my cock let alone my face down amongst that lot.Sometimes the cock, which is remote from the nose, can handle rougher terrain than the sense of smell, but this one was very. I apologized to mother saying that I didn't feel up to going shopping and blamed it on yesterdays wine and sun ,but said that I would walk her to the bus stop where she would meet my elder sister who was coming with us. after making sure that they both had got on the bus I quickly ran back to the house and dashed up to my room where I began to rummage through my suit case searching for some sexy underwear which I hoped that I'd put in when I'd just grab handfuls from my underwear draw while I.