"I don't know why but I put them on again last night and slept in them!"I admit.I don't know why I trust him. Maybe it's his secret. Maybe it's hisman...er. Maybe it's how he's looking at me like he's interested! Oh god! Ithink I want to flirt with him? Do I? But I'm not gay.Right?"Ok," he says finally. "So what?"So what? What do you mean "So What?" That's a big "What?" That's dressingin baby's clothes for sexual fun. That's wrong!He notices my inner struggle or something."Really," he repeats,. Then we went in bed he put off main light and there was only light blue light in room my heartbeat became abnormal when he took my face in his hands andI got my first male kiss on my lips and his hand went straight to my breasts(sorry I forget to tell u about myself I am 5.7ft very white as snow round face with big eyes and nice lips long neck and 36,28,38 I got a bit more flash on my hips they are round as a football and my most beautiful part are my feet everybody likes then even females as. “Paulie, you said nothing about a guest! I would have dressed better to receive a friend.” Her body was adorned with sweatpants (no visual panty line) and a baggy satin top. Paulie laughed, “This isn’t a friend.”Huh, really what am I supposed to do with that? Throw me a bone at least… “I am sorry, it is just your husband always boasts at the gym how gorgeous his wife is. How she is twenty years his younger and yet he can satisfy her every need…” that got an evil glance from Paulie. . The throbbing pain of my Master’s silence. The aching need of his presence.………………………………………………………………Master lies naked on his back on the air mattress as I kneel next to him. Is he sleeping? The window is open, the warm air carrying the sound of the surf beating on the rocks below.I dip my hands in the warm oil and slide my fingers over Master’s chest and upper arms. My hands mold the muscles, coaxing them, urging them to relax.As I work down to his stomach, I shift backward. I gently massage his.