?now you know what these are for so come here and you can try them on? ?What, oh no, I don?t think so!? ?How can I show you what I do if y...u won?t let me?? she responded with a smile God I loved her smile she was so hard to say no to when she smiled. ?Ok I guess I?ll play along? ?Ok great but first take your shirt off so it won?t get in the way then come over here and put your hands behind your back? As soon as I took off my shirt she started to whistle at me ?oh. All she could do was spill it, not just to him but to herself. Her words came as realizations, “I- I am not usually like this, but, but lately I’ve been I really, you know ... I’ve been having lots of fantasies, like all the time. Then Craig came along and he presses my buttons and I—I just wanted—you know, and I can’t take him to the dorm.”“Hmm...”“I just, you said you were going to be gone, and it was a chance for us to get together, and I didn’t want to—I never meant—I just I wasn’t thinking. He went to his bag and brought a joint. She had never done anything like this but she always wanted to so she got very excited.He showed her how to smoke it. She took her first puff but started coughing like anything. He told her to take it slow. This time, she did exactly as told. Soon the joint was over but its effects were just starting.She was talking and talking and he just sat there listening to her none cynical talks. She was wearing her pink shorts which were exposing her milky white. When the dance was over they went back to the table. I was actually I little jealous, but turned on. I walked over to the table and introduced myself. The guy was a client I had not met. We talked a few Minutes and Wendy got up to go to the restroom. He started talking about how she was letting him do whatever he wanted to her on the dance floor and he was sure it was going to be a good night. I let him know that Wendy was my wife and he turned red as could be. I explained to him how it was ok.