"I remember that. Also, running under the sprinkler." Better than a swimming pool," she said, "although we were never able to afford a pool."Holding t...e hose where the water was coming out in a soft spray I looked at her and smiled."What?" she asked."Stand up," I suggested."Why?" Because I want to relive a bit of my younger days and yours."She looked at me a little quizzically and then she did stand up and towards where I was standing, the beer in her hand by her side.Without waiting I turned. “She must have muddled your mind!” he accused.“No, she didn’t,” Sam answered stonily. “You are the one muddled by a wasteful life.”“I recommend marriage, Lord Trent,” came the lady’s amused comment. “It would do you a well of good.”“No doubt,” the professor agreed.Trent neared her with such rage in his eyes that Sam put his arm around her. “Careful, Trent. She’s carrying my child.”That seemed to punch him right in his fat middle. “Damned you are, McDougal.”“I don’t allow foul language in the. I’m 5′ 5,” 145 lbs.,with Brown hair, Green eyes. I measure 44-34-38 ( I canbe described as Rubinesque ). My breasts are huge asyou can tell and they are very sensitive. I have aboveaverage body hair. I keep my pussy hair well trimmed,although I sometimes let it, as well as the hair undermy arms grow. I love the sight of a women with lots ofhair under her arms.My Kinkiest sex experience involves a women I met atwork named Kim. She is nearly the same size as I am,except she has. Lightly, I brush the silken strands of your golden hair from your face and you smile contentedly.Such trust, from one who seems so small and fragile beneath my brutish bulk, is impossible to fathom, but my heart swells within my chest at the knowledge of its existence.Leaning forward, I trail the tip of my tongue lightly around the delicate curve of your upturned ear. A gentle nip at the fragile shell sends shivers down your spine.I am attuned to you now. I can read every nuance of your body's.