" Betsy, no?" said his mother. "You're not?" Walk to me, honey?" said Miss Opal, tapping her chin. "And maybe we'vegot something here?" No, I can't al...ow that?" his mother yelled. "I can't ask him to?" Why the hell not?" yelled Miss Opal. "Who the hell trained him to walkin heels like that? Obviously you, and who cares if he's..?" No, he is not gay," defended his mother. "And he is not a cross dresseror anything?" Like anyone cares in this business, and he does have your features,"smirked Miss. When she saw the cyclist in the road she had to brake hard and swerve; she missed him by a hair's breadth but lost control on the icy road and the car slammed into a tree still doing forty miles an hour. It took the emergency services two hours to cut her lifeless body out of the resulting mess."The only consolation I can offer," said the policewoman who broke the news to Pauline's only daughter, Elinor, "is that she died instantaneously. She never felt a thing."Elinor just looked at her as. Further to my belief that she had been unfaithful to me about a month later she decided to allow her pussy hair to grow back, only this time she didn’t even bother trimming it. Naturally I asked her why she now had what you would call a full bush of pubic hair, and her reply was more or less to say that it’s what I deserved. Years three and four were spent having virtually no sex, and with me doing ninety five percent of the housework while my wife spent most nights either on the phone to her. I just never expected this. Then she reached down and took my hand and led it under her tee.I thought my dick would just explode right then. Her breast was soft but really firm, almost hard, inside. My fingers grazed her nipple which was like a little rock, as I felt her hand slip between us and rub on the hard lump in the front of my shorts. I couldn't believe this was really happening, this was my best friend's girlfriend, at least she was up until yesterday. Incredible.She pulled her head.