I would bring that up when she came back. It was a while later when she did and I almost thought she'd left without me, since my keys were in my pocke... on her body. But she entered with four pairs of jeans and four shirts, all different sizes. “I figured I'd get them all and try them all so I wouldn't have to keep going out looking like this. No offense.” She took off my jeans and gave them back. I didn't put them on right away, though. “None taken,” I replied. “Hey, wanna have sex?” “What, in. But of course they didn’t necessarily wait until they were out in the sun till they took their clothes off. And when they did, it would be mostly in the heat of the action. Their breasts weren’t especially large either. Sharon’s were the largest: shaped like apples with rosy pink nipples. Tracey’s were more pointed and she probably had almost as much nipple as breast to support them. However the girls were pretty much always available. They didn’t cost you anything, though you would probably. So instead I had to watch, half-happy and half-tormented, as three-thousand miles away my beautiful wife was wined and dined, twirled and serenaded and generally treated as the belle of the ball by six black guys. Each night, all eight of us (six-plus Veronica and me) knew exactly how the movie reel would end, but knowing this didn’t make the watching and waiting any easier for yours truly.I can honestly say that even after all the things that Jill and I had been through and experienced this. I use to have my own house, but tom said I would move in with them now! It's just a sugestion really, not an order...I don't HAVE to do everything tom tells me to.You see, I'm much better off than pam is, financially speaking, not to be a snob or anything, and since I make more at the firm in one month than tom makes in a whole YEAR as a mechanic!!! I confess, i'm a little ashamed my little baby sister pammy wound up marrying such a lower class pig! He treats her like such garbage! Well,....