This has now become a pre-dressing ritual, a relaxing, gorgeous long soak in bubbles and oils, a far cry from the quick shower with the latest cheap s...permarket Old Spice equivalent as my male self gives way to a more tender girly personna, a Dr Jekyll and Miss Hyde if you will but without the malevolence.As I get on in years I have noticed the unfairness of the sexes, blue for boys when girls wear pastels or pink, socks for men when women wear nylons, I was becoming so jealous of the male vs. I truly couldn't imagine life without it. It all started with weekend parties we were having. At these parties we'd play loud music, dance, sing and get high on beer, wine, and marijuana. It didn't take long before we started waking up with different partners. It seemed to just happen, and we all loved it. At first it was just one on one sex in different rooms, but as time passed the sex become more and more out in the open. A year or so after the group had formed the sex surpassed my wildest. He met everyone, kissing all of us girls on the cheeks, telling Adrian and Amy that he was so glad to meet the two girls that are such good friends with his daughter. He didn’t get to meet them the day that we got the full “Treatment” for the dance. He was just as nice to Laura and Becky, after they were introduced. We decided to wait for our guys to get there before we got started on dinner, so we all just sat around the table talking.”“Becky obviously “smelled” money from how big and. She was wearing a large blue man's work shirt. (He was probably the extra-terrestrial who had been reported on the streets of Skingsley earlier in the day. Students of English will recognise this as an example of a Misplaced Modifier). I wear a 44 and it would have fitted me quite nicely. But nowhere near as nicely as it fitted Louise. The top four or five buttons were undone, and the creamy slopes of her now generous cleavage peeped out. With an effort, I avoided ejaculating prematurely in my.