Lisa always looked very hot dressing to please in tight pants or short skirts to show off as she liked the attention off men , she told me she liked t... tease the older men an get them into trouble with their wives.We had been together for about 6 months an i still had not fucked her, we had done most other stuff but as she was still a virgin an said she was waiting until it felt right .the summer was hot an we spent all our time in the garden, Lisa sun bathing in a little thong bikini an me. ‘I worried you know, worried she might change her mind.’ I smiled at him, ‘No she was OK. Guy, I made her cum with my mouth. You’re all right about that aren’t you. I guess you’ll be like me now she’s pregnant.’ He smiled his happy smile, ‘I’m all right about that dad. I hope you had a good time.’ ‘We did,’ I said and I told him what we had done. ‘Really,’ he said, ‘that sounds interesting. Do you think she’ll let me do that.’ I laughed, ‘Guy, old son, I should think it’s absolutely certain.. That doesn't mean that he has to read my mind. He doesn't have to read hints and figure out what I want through some mysterious psychic ability. Of course, he can notice little things along the way and keep them in mind in order to please me. There's nothing wrong with that, but it isn't going to fill that need I have to be taken and led.In order to give me that feeling, he has to start from within himself. What really turns me on, is when he brings me around to the enjoyment of something that. Hey, things are changing. The Warsaw Pact--hell, they got a goddamn Polack in the Vatican wearing the big hat. Bastard flies in wearing a bed sheet, mumbles a few old man words, and suddenly there's not a pair of dry panties on the island. The Soviet Union cuts up the credit cards and then turns back into plain old Russia--they got the Golden Arches over there, the People lapping up the Big Macs. They're digging up Che's bones to prove Che's Che, that Che's dead, like Che's Butch Cassidy or.