. )INTRO #2: I spread apart those well turned legs looking for that divine honey pot that I knew was sure to be there. My practiced eye traveled up on... leg until I spotted it. Sure enough, "Miller's Honey Box" was stamped on the side and I knew I had found another antique treasure from the 1920's. The sturdy little piece of furniture had stood quietly in the back of the store... (Please attach rest of story... )INTRO #3: It was a dark and stormy night... (On second thought, skip this one. It's. During recess, all the students sat around in the school yard just talked about what happened. Everyone had the same topic of conversation, “Doping.”The next day at school was the same, all the vans again parked outside the school. It seemed like they hadn’t moved all night, stationed in the same spot as yesterday. They were waiting for the breaking news. It was another nail-biting morning at the school, where everyone was on edge waiting to see what the results were for the drug tests.. His lowerbody and especially his groin was well warmed by the enticing femininebody of the woman. His cock was enshrouded by the softly moving halo ofher hair as she moved her mouth and lips over his cock. Her handsroamed over the smooth, too hairless flesh of his abdomen, occasionallycaressing the soft swell of his breasts or brushing a long fat nippleand sending a thrill down his spine directly to his swollen shaft.A low moan escaped his lips again, feminine in tone and aspect. Whatthe hell. Well, I don't think it would be an exaggeration to say that having sexual fun with him has become the most important thing in her life. But she also loves me and you about as much as one person can love another, and she's starting to realize that she can express that love physically. So, yeah, she's becoming bisexual. I'll bet that, before long, we'll see her getting intimate with other women she doesn't even know that well, like Brenda, as long as it can somehow be linked to sexually serving.