" She replied"You don't have to, I would never ask you do that". He said "I am used to doing it whenever I get the time". "As you said earlier, I woul...n't have offered if I weren't happy to". She said. "Okay, well sounds like the day has been planned out for the time being" He laughed"I'll cook us up a nice dinner tonight with all the trimmings" he smiled"To what do I owe this pleasure?" she laughed back "I like to treat my guests, especially the beautiful ones" he replied"Smooth" she laughed. Apart from the usual preamble – the normal day-to-day stuff, the clear sexual chemistry between us started to surface. As we dwelt on our innermost thoughts and shared secrets, bit by bit the safety of our normal lives began to be eroded – we were sliding deeper and deeper into a very sensual relationship. The real turning point came one day, as our now daily chat became playful. As we chatted away, Michelle innocently mentioned that she was ‘home alone’ and feeling more than a little turned. He looks it too, hair a bright red, and with freckles that cover every inch of his still solid torso. I hear he’s more than seventy years old.As for me, why I’m a big fellow; I stand near a head taller than most of the men in the village. Only my older brother, that’s Wulfram, looks down upon me. I’ve got good sandy, near blond hair, and that’s without the lime they say the Gael once used back in olden times. My wife says I have soft hazel eyes. My wife Godyfa says the reason she fell in love. So instead, I'm going to keep both of you here, as my sex toys. Of course,I'm not a faggot like all you punk kids, so I'm totally uninterested infucking a guy, even if he does look like a girl. I just dressed you up likethat," he said to me, "because it makes me laugh, and also kind of turns meon to see you all embarrassed...and to see your girlfriend all embarrassedfor you. I get a kick out of fucking with you, I guess. And since you're soskinny, I think you'll be dressing like a girl for as.