.. I couln't help wonder if you'd help me out...' She looked down at the floor like a lost little girl - that was what made it so hot, she wasn't cert...in this was right, she wasn't overly confident like some fake porn star. She was real; this was real. She came over and held out her hand for me to take and looked me directly in the eyes. I knew now she was being serious. I took her hand and let her guide me to the bathroom, my wildest desires about to be realised. After turing the shower back. Idon't know exactly why, but I guess it turned me on to hear about someoneelse making her feel the way I couldn't. [A note here: I could have brokenup with her, yes, but I love her and wanted to try to make things worksomehow. She said she did too but for now-which has "now" been at least 3years-she was going to be dating other men.] JoAnnie was a bit taken abackat first, but for some reason she came around and soon was describingexactly what she did on these dates to me, sometimes over the. Don and Frank walked into the house with their golf equipment, trying to act innocent."Oh, hi, girls," Don said. "Got a drink for us?" Joan will fix you a drink at her place, honey," Vicky said. "She needs you to look at some wiring. And Frank, I'd like to borrow you for a couple hours to fix a leaky faucet."The women had chosen their plan well. Don was no good at plumbing, and Frank was a dummy when it came to wiring. It seemed perfectly natural for the women to trade their husbands' services.. He went to throw the towel around me when he noticed that I was still at eye level to him. ‘Damn, you’re a biggun! He said. ‘Let me adjust the chair if you will.’ he said. I stood and he cranked the chair lower. I had never seen a chair do that before. ‘It’s a newfangled chair I got from New York. Cost me nearly fifty dollars! Nice, huh?’ he explained as he saw my reacion. ‘Pretty fancy.’ I said as I smiled and sat back down. As he began cutting my hair, we talked. I told him of my plans of.