I take a bubblebath the afternoon before the party, thankful that my roommate, Matt, isover at his girlfriend's house. I apply the nair on all of my b...dy, justas it starts to burn I wash it all off, watching all of my hair comewith it, feeling my smooth hairless skin. On a whim, I pull out the hairbleaching kit I bought at the drugstore and after two hours, I findmyself blowdrying my now platinum blonde shoulder length hair. Becausemy hair is so curly, it usually barely comes past my ears, but. . about their hosts' wife!He blinked. Yes, of course, it was a dream. He turned on his side and stared speculatively at the still sleeping Sue. In his dream Nora had been his wife... no, that wasn't right either. It had been Sue be made love to in his dream, only Sue looked like Nora? Was that it?He smiled secretively. No matter. It was one helluva wet dream. Boy, he'd had women go wild under him before, but nothing like Nora in the dream. She'd fought him like a marlin trying to shake a hook;. Which is a pity for I think he loves me but he would never do anything about it." Well if you were interested in pursuing that matter, if I were you, I would ponder the words of the Centurion in the New Testament, especially in the light of your recent experiences," I told her."Why should I do that?" Chantelle asked."If I remember rightly when he came to Jesus and asked him to heal his servant and believed he could do it without even seeing him, He explained, 'I am a man with authority, I say. "I tried to catch my breathas the sweat dripped down my bosom. Rich seemed satisfied that I wassatisfied, so he sat up and rolled me over into a position that was morebeneficial to him. I found myself on my back, my breasts sliding backand forth on my chest as I threw my legs around his waist. I dug myheels into his hips as he fucked me. He gradually began ramming into meharder and harder, and the rolling of my breasts was beginning to getuncomfortable. I reached up and cradled my tits as he.