Smiling a little, she moved to one of the tall narrow windows that framed the background behind Miss Hendricks' desk. At thirty-nine, Thea Carter was ...till a beautiful woman, as she had been a lovely girl. One large flaw, however, was the hard determined line of her mouth, unfeminine and bold. But Thea prided herself on being hard headed and it would be a necessity now if she were to carry out her plan successfully.She had never married, though she had loved once. She could remember years back. Opening the door, my single bed is made up with virginal white sheets. My room is typical of an eighteen year old girl living at home, some soft toys remain on shelves but otherwise the room is dominated by book shelves. The mirror across the room reflects us, Tom naked and I still fully dressed. He must notice this as instantly, his arm closes around my waist and his lips descend onto my neck. I lean back against his hard chest with a soft moan as his lips make me dizzy. Feeling his fingers. But she wasn’t now a boy. At home she would often take her clothes off and stand in front of a mirror to admire herself. She was very much in love with her body. Not self-love but erotic love. She so wished to be able to fuck herself, but when her body aroused her, her prick stuck uselessly out in front of her. Try as she could, she couldn’t bend it round to stick into her anus and she couldn’t bend over to suck it. She would stand in front of the mirror frantically stroking and pummelling her. As I was sitting at the bar having a few drinking I seen this tall women with black hair walk in with big tits and really nice ass she stood at 6'1 me I'm 5'9 she sat across the bar from me I kept looking at her and every time she look at me I would look away but she new I was looking at her. She came over and sat down beside me and said how come I keep looking away I was lost for words and just said sorry she laughed and said don't be it's cute I'm shy which I'm not. She introduce herself as.