Beverly was very open about her desire to be looked at and the center of attraction; something that couldn't be fulfilled in their everyday life. Jack...found that others lusting after his wife turned him on and the more it lit Beverly's fire the more it lit his. This motorcycle trip would see how truthful each had been. The ritual of Beverly becoming Bev added to the butterflies in Bev belly. Darker eye makeup, more blush than usual, the hair free and resting just below her shoulders and her. That’s what we’re told anyway. Who you are…who YOU believe yourself to be…that’s what sticks with you. That is, for all intents and purposes, ‘you’. Just the fact that she was now a ‘farmers wife’, whether anyone else saw her that way or not, had gone a long way towards eroding Katie’s self image. The very label created a box that was cramped and restrictive, and she felt an incipient claustrophobia as she thought about herself slowly, imperceptibly sinking into it’s narrow confines and growing. "It's kinda flattering that you find me that stimulating, I've gotten so I need to catch a glimpse you every now and then, makes me feel attractive, wanted". "You can cut your grass some other time", she added, touched me softly on the chest, turned and walked into her house, stopping briefly to look back at me and smile. I ran into my house, stripping off clothes as I bounded up the stairs, walked to the bedroom and opened the blinds. In a minute, Alicia came out her back door, walked over to. "I lay on my side and watched as I rubbed my eyes. Her long legs wrapped around his waist; her nails digging into his back as he pummeled her with his six inch dick. It was kind of like looking at a 3 - dimensional movie, albeit a porno movie. And I had to reach out and touch them to make sure I wasn't dreaming.First I touched Jed's ass which was pumping into Una like crazy. But since he did actually sleep with me that wasn't all that satisfactory in convincing me this was real and so I reached.