“Look, I don’t even remember what I did before I got drunk!” He shouted. “Why are we yelling, it’s making me nauseous,” I shouted back. ...��I don’t know I’m freaking out!” I groaned, pulling myself to my feet and sat on my side of the bed. “Are you gay?” He laughed somewhat hysterically which made me turn to face him back startled, and threw his hands into the air. I couldn’t help but admire the ripples of muscle on his back. “Apparently, unless one could be straight and sleep naked in a bed. He tried to make it sound like he was stuck at work, but from the noises I heard in the background I figured that he was in a bar somewhere. Probably stopped with the boys after work for a drink or two and was having a hard time breaking away from them. I was pissed, but I'd been there and done that with the girls that I worked with.He came home at nine-thirty, a very happy drunk, and he pulled a John Wayne impression as he came in the door. "Woman of the house, I'm home." I'm in the bedroom. About mid 30’s he wasn’t bad looking. He went right over and dove between her legs and was just munching away at her pussy. He must have made her cum at least twice. As he got up to leave grabbed her tits and said she has an amazing pussy. Then a women walks in. Late 20’s blonde hair she was hott. She walked right over to Anastasia and said :your gonna eat my pussy you whore and eat it good“. That just what she did the blonde sat on her face and my wife licked that pussy so well the girl. "She went on as if she hadn't heard. "I knew you the minute you stepped out of the car. You aren't Noah are you? You're stuck in Noah's body and trying to figure out how to survive minute by minute. I know because I am too."Look at me!!!" she shouted. "I'm going through puberty for the second time. I have no breasts and no figure, but I have every urge and need I ever had as Robin Wallace, without a body that can provide for it. Angela is a stick figure with a flat chest and peach fuzz. Robin.