Shauna was different. She was good looking, but not spectacular, with nice curves in all the right places. She was lively and fun to be with as well.H...r one failing was that she had very little idea of what was going on in the world around her. If I mentioned something about an event I saw in the paper or on the TV news, she'd often know nothing about it, despite it being a big story. Mind you, she did know the comings and goings of various pop and movie stars down to the minute. She just had. Not many 22-year-old girls are ‘just horny and looking for fun!’ - those tend to be spam. For the first time ever, probably because of all the videos I watched the night before, I found myself in the MW4M section - couples looking for a guy to join them. As you can imagine, some are obvious fakes, some are disgusting rednecks, and very few are actually intriguing. The common theme running through most of them is couples claiming to want a ‘huge cock’ to come over and ‘pound my wife.’ As nice. He managed to suck the soul out of some great music.'" They appeared in the doorway ready to drag him back into their argument, when they realised they had guests."Did you not hear the bell?" Marcus asked them, taking coats. The two blushed slightly."Did... Paul Anka is Satan?" Hope demanded, hands on hips."I couldn't believe someone could cover 'Smells Like Teen Spirit' and make it bland, but he managed it," Marcus said. "On the other hand, most of the Manilow stuff that was on there was good.. I began to shimmy and move sexily to the music, revelling in the knowledge that most of the guys at the table were watching me! Finally, a good looking guy got up from the table and asked me to dance. I leapt at the chance, wanting to see just how much of a woman I had become. I was putty in his arms, playing the flirt with a passion. I pressed my breasts against him any chance I could, and rather than getting angry when his hands went around my rear and forced our pelvises together, I merely.