I closed my eyes, and started breathing heavier. His hands found their way to the bottom of my nightie. He began inching my nightie up over my hips, o...er my stomach, and above my boobs. “Your fucking gorgeous” he gasped, as he sat back admiring my hard little body. He then went back to touching my boobs. Skin on skin this time. Rubbing and squeezing my boobs. Pinching and rolling my nipples between his fingers. My pussy was still soaked from before. I could feel the hot wetness between my legs.. Her principal and teacher wished her good luck, and all her friends hugged her goodbye. "You're going to Bare Bottom Bell?" they wailed. A few begged her to take them with her.Dale picked first Emma and then Melanie up at the end of school and took them to visit Felicity. Melanie was excited to have her Mom see her report card, and worried about her mom's reaction to the news she was changing schools.They arrived at Felicity's room to find her awake and reasonably alert, although still in pain,. After we were both a little tired after dancing foralmost forty five minutes straight, Linda excusedherself to go to the ladies room. I watched hergraceful walk as she left. I thought I also saw hermake eye contact with a good looking guy sitting at atable in the back all by himself. I thought it wasstrange that a guy would come here by himself, butthen I thought, like Linda, his date was most likelyin the ladies room. I watched for my beautiful wife to return. Again, asshe walked past him, I. Second, the producers had insisted that I date my costar, Tiffany Norman. While a nice girl, and very attractive to those who are into girls, she was not the most intelligent person in the world, and didn't realize that I wasn't actually attracted to her. I was worried that pointing this out would precipitate a public breakup, so I just played along.We had been set up on a dinner date. I was paying, so I just ordered salad. Tiffany had couldn't decide between smoked monkfish and roasted duck.