"Wow. That's the best I've ever done. I wonder what happened."Later, back at the Retreat, Art went to his suite. Arlene and Kayla had just stepped int... the shower, when Arlene said, "He's going to do it, you know." Do what?" Kayla asked, mystified by the comment as she turned the shower on by saying her name."We're really going to have to push, or Art is going to leave us in his dust."Kayla stepped under the water to get wet, then picked up the shower gel. A smiling Arlene took it from her,. They wanna be loved*despite* what they are. Like they're so special that they're the*unique* cunt that can bag a guy who hates hippos.No man is so dumb that he can't figure this riddle out. If you're alardass, and a bitch is sucking your dick, you're not worrying if sheonly likes sucking the dicks of lardasses. You're happy your lardassdick is getting sucked at all.Pussyboys are like fat cows x10. They want a man who loves burying hisface in slimy, reeking vaginas, but who'll make an. “This is not," he started. “I love a grown man’s chest,” she said, yanking his shirt tail up and out, finishing the last of the buttons. His chest was modestly covered in dark hair, a gray one coiling out here and there. She smoothed both hands up his stomach and fanned them out across his pectorals. Then she leaned forward and began to lightly kiss his chest. She took his right nipple in her mouth, began to softly suck, and he sighed. “This is too much,” he whispered, though she wasn’t sure. There were alsotranscripts of our intimate Internet conversations and videotape, whichI played, that captured our entire session of lovemaking in Steve'sroom. There was a small hand written note that I picked up and beganto read. It was from Steve, it gave me directions to his house andtold me to come fully dressed as Cindy. Lastly, it told me to be thereby 8 PM sharp or copies of the material would be sent to the list ofaddresses he had assembled - they were my family's and several.