This isn’t about your marriage. It’s about our needs. You know we both want this. I want your hard cock just as much as you want my tight little p...ssy. It won’t hurt for us to check each other out one time. Live a little.’ ‘I can’t. I love my wife. I can’t cheat on her.’ ‘Don’t you find me attractive Jim?’ ‘Well…yes, but…’ ‘I see you looking at my tits when you don’t think I can see you. I know you want to lick and suck them. Don’t you?’ ‘Yes but…’ ‘Haven’t you also checked out my pussy outline. ..She was growing into a lovely young woman, had flowing brown hair that curled down along her shoulders across her back. She was getting tall and had lovely light skin that many of the neighborhood boys admired.No boy had ever so much as even kissed her because she looked so prim and proper.Grandpa Dempsey never made serious advances before, but would pat her on the bottom and squeeze her in the waist sometimes just to make her giggle. She was a giggly little pure innocent girl and she knew. Look at what she's wearing."Barbara looked towards the bar and when she saw Terri, she gasped audibly. "Oh Lord Rhonda, she's wearing my dress. Where could she have gotten it?" Don't worry about where she got it, let's concern ourselves about how she'll react when she sees you."The fact that Barbara and Terri were wearing the same dress was not lost on the other women in the room. Word spread quickly about the duplication of outfits. And speculation was rampant on what the reaction would be. " What have you DONE to me?!" David tried to stand up and beat the shit out of the sneering bastard; tried to stand and just punch him; just tried to stand. His muscles were leaden, exhausted, ignoring every command he sent them. "What have you done, you fuck-up?!"Paul just smiled enigmatically. "Oh, Lydia," he called finally. "Come out here, please."David saw his mother's head lean around the corner."Paul! I can't come out there dressed like this! David's my son! I can't just--"Paul sighed and.