If that was the case I'd wait until she had left the house then slip downstairs and turn on the computer spending some quality time alone with 'the la...ies' as I used to call them. In my horny state it wouldn't take too long to stroke myself to a very happy ending; usually imagining sniffing their panties and tonguing their moist fannies - but I digress!Most times she was home and in bed. I could see her face in the mirrored wardrobe doors and I knew she was watching me undress and I could see. The funniest example so far is this email I got the other day.What’s really funny to me is when guys say that they KNOW I’m gay.Now, I’ve met some gay dudes that were in the closet, and I actually know at least one right now. I guess if you live in a real conservative place, or if your parents were uptight it could really suck to be gay.I mean really, it could happen to anyone. It’s just a genetic roll of the dice. I’m short and my hair is falling out.Some people are gay. I personally couldn’t. “After Rosa left my sister’s household, the only adjective I ever heard Threnody use to describe her was ‘disloyal.’ Even at the time, I remember thinking my sister must have done something terrible in order to turn such a close and trusted retainer against herself.”“I asked Rosangela about that. She didn’t tell me much,” said Nick.Standing with one foot on the first step of the gazebo, Verity turned and looked at Rada for the first time, but still spoke directly to Nick. “You have new security. After this we were both spent and lay panting on thebedspread.I dozed off for a while, and when I opened my eyes again, harsh stripsof morning light had penetrated the gaps in the blinds to cast zebrastripes across Jase's sleeping body. The room was tiny, the wide bed waspushed up against the wall, and as I looked over my lover's outlinedshoulder I noticed, for the first time, something taped to thewallpaper. It was a drawing, or an Nth-generation Xerox copy of one, allspotted and flecked with.