The More You Want Someone Else, The More Your Man Wants YouAgain, you’re playing on the competition and the teasing aspect of things here… The mor... that you act as if you WANT to be a Hotwife, the more that your husband or partner is going to WANT you. His desire for you is going to skyrocket, his sexual desire for you is going to make it so that he’s ready to chew his own leg off to get you back in bed. I have experienced this firsthand many times…if I am completely honest about an “encounter”. "I don't care what you do Donna, since you're so afraid of everything anyway, but I'm going to sun bathe right here then. Mister, I bet it's been a long time since you saw two pretty girls running around without their tops on. Well, you're in for a treat." She opened her backpack and spread out a blanket right there in the sand, not fifteen feet from his chair and in plain sight. She put her pack on one end of the blanket and took out a pair of sandals to weigh down another end. Donna dropped. His top hat had ‘FUCK’ written across it in sparkling glitter. His suit patterned with several figures in various sex positions, as though someone had taken the kama sutra and plastered it onto a full suit. His cane could have easily been mistaken for an elongated dildo. As he spoke, his voice rang out like an old radio announcer.“Hello ladies and gentlemen!” He exclaimed arms spread out on screen. “Welcome to Fuckland! A theme park for adults who want a little more sex in their life!” He. She has dated all forms of matter. She used to rub Gene’s face in it all the time, figuratively, not literally. Poor Gene could not understand why she treated him so badly. Lord the love bug got him good on that one. They had dated all through high school, no one dared to challenge him over the right to date Lizzie. He would have tied them into knots. She was saving her self for marriage, so she had no idea what he was endowed with. He had the biggest hands and feet in town, so he must be.